Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

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

[Verse 1: Thought]
Yo, I'm early
I take off cause I got a job
Rob Peter to pay
Now I realize it's the that takes all
Do what I do because I can't take loss
Picture me living life as if I'm some
That consumes its own dreams I'm a cannibal
I accept failure unless it's mechanical
But the alcohol mixed with the botanical
I I be referred to the owners manual full of loaners
Full of all the homeless and the stoners
Soldiers of the streets with 8th grade
And the world awaiting their shoulders as a
Look, let he without sin without sin
Until then, be doing dirty jobs like swamp men
Counting the faces of that might have been
It's like living that life but I won't live that again

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[Verse 2: Dice
Lot of niggas go to
How many come out X?
I I'm not
Shit, can't even talk about the
Famous last "You under arrest"
Will I get popped tonight? It's anybody's
I a nigga need to stay cunning
I guess when the cops comin' need to start
I won't make the mistakes from my last run in
You either done doing crime now or you in
I got a on the run and one in
Wrote me a letter, he said you comin'
Shit man, I the goal's to stay out
Back the wall, then shoot your way out
Gettin' money's a style that plays out
'Til you end up your stash, money's paid out
The scales of justice equally weighed out
Only two ways out, digging tunnels or digging out