Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

[Hook: Raw]
or suicide
Heads or
Some think life is a living
Some live life 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 Peter to pay
Now I realize it's the winner that all
Do what I gotta do because I take loss
Picture me living as if I'm some animal
That consumes its own dreams I'm a cannibal
I won't accept failure unless it's
But still the alcohol with the botanical
I guess I be referred to the owners full of loaners
Full of all the homeless and the stoners
Soldiers of the streets 8th grade diplomas
And the world awaiting shoulders as a bonus
Look, let he sin live without sin
Until then, I'll be doing dirty like swamp men
Counting the faces of those that might have
It's like living that life but I won't that life again

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