Luyện nghe bài hát What If It Were Me

Free your mind, and
Winners are not who never fail
But people who never
All I wanted was to sell
Records to the people a lot of mil', yessir
Rap to me, it was the holy
I'm gonna go and do it, I'm never gonna
Yeah, but I gotta make it out of Hell

Wake up and I see
All of us we on it's eat
My love me yelling "Peace N9ne"
At the time, throwing B signs
'em back and repping the street, I'm
Doing music and I'm beast rhymes
But my V-Slimes, had no weak
Got the music, started a group and we shine
gave us hella hope
Made it up out of the bangin' and sellin'
We were than a bottle of Yoke
one of our members found a kid to grope
Then your honor the peddy the rope
Losing a man, the began to slope
Never did think a was damned to croak
So it solo-dolo stands the G.O.A.T
making hella LP's
2000, all the way to five, felt
Because of the the label dealt me
But in '06 helped us melt cheese
Number one gonna be spending a ton of funds, in a minute
That's the government want the sums, then I send it
In a couple of I'm done and replenished

Everywhere I go, I'm out the show
Around the I kill 'em and everybody know
we hit the studio and Tecca Nina drop, hot
Even though I will go toe to toe if somebody on me
But I'm rolling in the and I'm really respected and protected
Chances of me shot, not

loving the Tech
Publishin', I get a
Loving the cities that with me, the people that me the best
I have any regret, but it's a bit of neglect
Missing my I love 'em and none of 'em leaving me yet
Feeling like a villain should
In a mansion, but I'm in hoods
Not Trayvon, J's on
Khaki shorts with a red tee like I will and
I can conceal it my say
If evil happens to swerve way
nobody deserves quick spray
I feel an angelic surge day
They my songs
Been it long
They want me to 'em my CD right outta my home
I'm in the zone
I'm putting 'em on in of the store when a couple of police won't leave me alone
Why tripping?
I fit the
two of them rushing me I'm on a solo mission
To get people to listen, but they and kicking me
I'm on the when they telling me, "Cause of a gun suspicion"
It was in my pocket, trying pop it
When they scared of a brother with a gun no one can it
Then one of 'em lost it, and then I was shot
took me to heaven, I'm dead and with multiple rockets
Didn't matter I was good and living inside a mansion to ball players
'Cause of the move he made was drastic now I lay in a casket carried by my
Fears what I see, making 'em a G
Rotten apple in the batch; don't tell the to flee
happened in Baton, R-O-U-G-E, even I fit the description
if it was me?

if it was me
What if I got the one chance to be
Everything and everywhere I go, I see
If by hand you took that from me
But what if it me?
Laying right
I'll never get up again, it's so
My cry out
You cared
Things that we do make each so scared
So if it was you there?
(Should I just) your life
(Should I bust) Make your wife widowed, withered, hugging the
The scent of you on her
she feels on her
The whole world
Blood we all on her
And I know, it's ill will, the hard to swallow
How should I feel when I'm followed (followed)
By the words you say to me? (Crazy)
And you saved my life, my life

I gotta fight, all of the night cops, Crips, Bloods with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, with sore fists
I gotta fight, all of the night with cops, Crips, Bloods sore fists and them Nazis