Luyện nghe bài hát The Game Has Changed

i know, i disappeared and popped up in paris chairs with a beard
and those that me probably thought that it was weird
while the haters was happy, thought my destiny was cleared
and any that you love have veered
especially when they hated the that they mirrored
i got a text that said "p, get up"
some light shining outlining my shit up
the penthouses, the homes, the cars, the
the stones, the admirers, mini-me's and
selling you n-ggas dreams that are boxes full of
in and out of dimensions i walk through
saying you can't put me in a box, thats all
no davinci codes and twilight
don't take this wrong, but i'll let you taste the

so fitting, the sound in my system, me want to squish them
king kong foot, the beast has
the pro tools taping, my position
you i was coming, choiceless, you waiting
now i look up and ask why you've for satan
i shall hover for covers
alone makes me other, plus the return of the jedi
i study how the machine works
word to big and his dead eye
i rise to the top the sun
i rise to the pocket a gun
i fire, drop ya body then done
they like, happened, we trapped him
hatred is obliverated i imagine
look at you drowning in ya lungs,
blood on the dancefloor, he, he michael
bitches should home they do so much cummin'
y'all should stand backwards you do so much
take sun block we got too much sunning
now examine what you thinking, running
run too hard, you tear ya meniscus
and if you try to run up you only get ya wig
and htis campaign we runnning is viscious
i hate to eat and run but this was