Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

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

[Verse 1: Black
Yo, I'm always
I take off cause I got a job
Rob to pay Paul
Now I realize the winner 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 accept failure unless it's mechanical
But still the 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 with 8th grade diplomas
And the world their shoulders as a bonus
Look, let he without sin without sin
Until then, I'll be doing dirty jobs swamp men
Counting the faces of that might have been
It's like living that life but I won't live that again

Hook]

[Verse 2: Raw]
Lot of niggas go to
How many come out X?
I I'm not
Shit, even talk about the rest
Famous words: "You under arrest"
Will I get tonight? It's anybody's guess
I guess a nigga need to cunning
I guess when the cops comin' need to runnin
I won't make the same mistakes 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 you comin'
Shit man, I the goal's to stay out
Back against the wall, shoot your way out
Gettin' money's a style that plays out
'Til you end up boxin' your stash, money's out
The scales of justice ain't equally out
Only two ways out, tunnels or digging graves out