Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

[Hook: Dice
Homicide or
Heads or
Some think life is a living
Some life just living well
I life tryna tip the scale
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 realize it's the that takes all
Do what I gotta do I can't take loss
Picture me living life as if I'm some
That consumes its own like I'm a cannibal
I won't accept failure it's mechanical
But still the alcohol mixed with the
I guess I be to the owners manual full of loaners
Full of all the homeless and the stoners
Soldiers of the with 8th grade diplomas
And the world awaiting shoulders as a bonus
Look, let he without sin without sin
Until then, I'll be doing dirty jobs like men
the faces of those that might have been
It's like living that life but I live that life again

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[Verse 2: Dice
Lot of go to prison
How many out Malcolm X?
I I'm not
Shit, even talk about the rest
Famous last "You under arrest"
Will I get popped tonight? It's anybody's
I guess a nigga need to cunning
I guess when the comin' need to start runnin
I won't make the same mistakes from my 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 when you comin'
man, I thought the goal's to stay out
Back against the wall, then shoot way out
Gettin' a style that never plays out
'Til you end up boxin' your stash, paid out
The scales of justice ain't equally out
Only two ways out, digging tunnels or digging out