Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

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

[Verse 1: Black
Yo, I'm early
I never take off I got a job
Rob to pay Paul
Now I it's the winner that takes all
Do what I gotta do because I take loss
Picture me life as if I'm some animal
That consumes its own dreams I'm a cannibal
I accept failure unless it's mechanical
But still the mixed with the botanical
I guess I be to the owners manual full of loaners
of all the homeless throwaways and the stoners
Soldiers of the streets with 8th diplomas
And the world awaiting shoulders as a bonus
Look, let he without sin live sin
Until then, I'll be doing dirty jobs like men
Counting the faces of those that might been
It's living that life but I won't live that life again

Hook]

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