Luyện nghe bài hát Tired

Make you go, soul for over mic control
Kid you touch me with a ten foot pole
And I even made the devil sell me his
He was out to cold me and play you for fools

Kid, you know the rules must be super cools
Try to me on the low got to be a psycho
That's alright you know you won't see me shakin'
I'm out to blow the spot on who's real and who's

Who's givin'? takin'? Who's livin'? Who's starvin'?
Diss me on the mic it's time for headstone
And every tap writin' will ya like lightin'
Dissolve ya like powder so turn it up

Go on pump the wattage get the by cottage
I mean streaks, I like Spanish freaks
I like barbecue, I'm like old school beats

'Cause I'm sick of all the that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the wack attitudes coppin'
I'm only to get a few heads boppin'

I'm sick of all the shit that's
And I'm of all the lip that's poppin'
And all the wack attitudes coppin'
I'm only to get a few heads boppin'

It go bang boogie, I'm sick like a loogie
I'm wiser than bud, I'm thicker than
I'm older than time molded the divine
How can you be so bold to think you'll take mine?

I'm cash like it's the highway man
And I'm walkin' line the best way I can
my farmer's tan and my bloodshot eyes
I ain't bodied no one, I chopped no pies

With the from the gutters
I'm about to explode and the spot for folk nave
Up the Gun Hill Road artillery shells
Been from to hell
And I'm a say a little prayer for every that fell

I'm sick of all the shit that's droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the attitudes people coppin'
I'm tryin' to get a few heads boppin'

Yo, I'm sick of all the shit droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip that's
And all the attitudes people coppin'
I'm only tryin' to get a few boppin'