Luyện nghe bài hát Tired

Make you go, for soul over mic control
Kid you can't touch me 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 smokin' super
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 the spot on who's real and who's fakin'

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

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

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

I'm sick of all the shit droppin'
And I'm tired of all the lip poppin'
And all the wack attitudes people
I'm only tryin' to get a few boppin'

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

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

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

'Cause I'm sick of all the shit droppin'
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'

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