Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

[Hook: Dice
Homicide or
or Tails
Some think is a living hell
Some live just living well
I live life tip the scale
My Way, my way
My Way, my way

[Verse 1: Thought]
Yo, I'm early
I never off cause I got a job
Rob to pay Paul
Now I realize it's the that takes all
Do what I gotta do because I can't take
me living life as if I'm some animal
That consumes its own dreams like I'm a
I won't failure unless it's mechanical
But the alcohol mixed with the botanical
I guess I be referred to the owners manual of loaners
Full of all the homeless and the stoners
Soldiers of the streets with 8th grade
And the world awaiting their as a bonus
Look, let he sin live without sin
Until then, be doing dirty jobs like swamp men
Counting the faces of those that might been
It's like living life but I won't live that life again

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[Verse 2: Dice
Lot of niggas go to
How come out Malcolm X?
I I'm not
Shit, can't talk about the rest
last words: "You under arrest"
Will I get popped tonight? It's anybody's
I guess a nigga need to cunning
I guess when the cops comin' need to start
I won't the same mistakes from my last run in
You either done crime now or you done in
I got a on the run and one in
Wrote me a letter, he said when you
Shit man, I thought the goal's to out
Back the wall, then shoot your way out
money's a style that never plays out
'Til you end up boxin' your stash, paid out
The scales of justice equally weighed out
Only two ways out, digging or digging graves out