Luyện nghe bài hát When The Music Stops

Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to the difference
But we as entertainers have a to these kids
Psych!
If I were to die murdered in cold tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show
Or it matter
Can be the lead-off batter of things
for me to feed off
I'm battling
But there's way too at stake for me to be fake
too much on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk
And not say I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? A You smoking crack?
Before I do that, I beg to take me back
I get up 'for I get down, run in the ground,
I put some wack shit out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand
You all trying to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just me off
See me leap out, the piece out,
Fuck shooting I'm trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, gonna let him get away with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him 'scape with
Man I hate crap, this ain't rap,
is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop with real life when the music
There ain't no rid of McVeigh
If so you tried
The only way I'm leaving this bitch is
I have died clinically, arrived at my enemy's crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I he
I'm every niggas arch-enemy.
fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark with a dillinger in the dark diligently

I'm not you think
I appear to be up
Mentally
I can't stay away from a
I want my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze to awake neighbors for acres
I you
Danger had me into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical
I'll allergic to dying, you think not? You got We can see how large
the music stops
I was happy having a at first
Thought money make me happy but
It made my pain worst,
It hurts when you see your turn their back on you dawg
When you got nothing left but your word and your balls
And you're from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' with they out
Checking for record when its selling
it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No no girl
Just the gin you drink till car spin, you think
Damn!

You slam the wall and you fall
Out the car, to crawl with one arm
About to it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even when the music stops
see how many of your men loyal
When I up looking for you
With a sipping on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead your head would just explode
red stuff I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how you it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run while the chance
Understand I can enchance the of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying that really
Irks me, you ain't to speak thoughts of cheap talk
Be smart and trying to walk how g's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan tug-o-war with your life, fuck the and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day nigga your a gonna at night

the music stops
Instigators, turn in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors wrist to
You all want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your roof
Caved in like hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles
The more you all breach, the more I
This hill street, this is hardcore
Put a gun to rap all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news all you all move
the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music stop
Music's my life in so many ways
Brains confused and since the 5th grade
LL told me to the bells
N-W-A said the police

Now I'm in
93 was R&B
Fucked up cut
Listen to
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I Mike
Ass cheeks white
Fucking Priscella at
Flying down smoking crack
Transvestite in the
Eddi in the back
had me grimey and griddy
Marilyn Manson, I my hair blue
And grew titties
Ludacris told me to throw them
Now I'm in the
Broken nose and a elbow
in my head, I'm going in shock,
I'm reaching for the glock but the music