Luyện nghe bài hát Triple Beam

And no moral to the story
the lines in between
'Cause that's happens
When you balance life on a beam

When you life on a triple beam

I turn a gram to an eight ball, an to a brick
The violence in my was a measuring stick
And there's no moral to the story, the lines in between
that's what happens
When you balance life on a triple

I to dream about the end
And it would come
dealers die young at the end of a gun
Powders on the beam
around my neck
No
Well... she could always pay sex
Bikers to front me 30 grand worth of shit
Knew that if I took it, I'd never get out of
the fuck am I doing with amphetamines?
But that's happens when you balance life on a triple beam

When you balance life on a triple

My trusted nobody
you take a test
See if you rat him out or stab him in the chest
He'd make you suck the Glass-Dick, it "dragon's breath"
Your heart would so fast
Before your eyes flashed
Ain't to make cash
Living off of
It's a paranoid
Violent and
But that's what
When you balance on a triple beam

Paranoid, the gun is
Nose destroyed and mind
dealers want me broken
If I sleep, with one eye open

They call it crank, speed, rosebud,
call it crank, ice, bathtub, methamphetamine

At the AM/PM and 51st
1: 30 in the morning, streets at their
My buddy a fight, some dude by the pumps
These black girls up to watch 'em take their lumps
Three cars rolled up, 15 rolled out
"You with our girls?"
(mouth runnin' a spout)
I threw the first punch, nose on my rings
Now I'm fighting 4 dudes and my head's to ring
screamed "Stop, he's got a knife, run!"
Not listened, all of us were drunk
As I turned my head I saw my friend's blade
Murder in his eyes, the in his veins

He swung at the first, but he missed
2nd one got lucky, 3rd one a hit
The 4th got caught this time he wasn't
Teeth down, survival of the fittest
And he him, and he stabbed him
And he him again
Kill that motherfucker, let him never again
And there's no moral to the
Read the in between
'Cause that's what
When you balance on a triple beam