Luyện nghe bài hát When The Music Stops

Music, reality, it's hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to kids
Psych!
If I were to die murdered in blood tomorrow
Would you sorrow or show love
Or it matter
Can never be the batter of things
Shit for me to off
I'm battling
But there's way too at stake for me to be fake
There's too on my plate
And I way too far in this game to turn and walk away
And not say I got to say
the fuck you take me for? A joke? You smoking crack?
Before I do that, I beg to take me back
I get up 'for I get down, run in the ground,
'For I put some shit out
I'm smack this one out the park, five-thousand mark
You all steady to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, twist me off
See me leap out, pull the out,
shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you're gonna let him get away with
He tried to you, you can't let him 'scape with that
Man I hate this crap, ain't rap,
This is the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop real life when the music stops
There ain't no rid of McVeigh
If so you tried
The only way I'm leaving bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I he
I'm niggas favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a in the dark diligently

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

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

When the stops
Instigators, turn pits in
Let loose and bit the neighbors wrist to
You all don't want war, you talk
In the dark my dogs all like woof
nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in like hoofs
Stomped the roof shake the tiles loose
The you all breach, the more I moves
This hill street, is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap all our jewels (nigga)
Or make the news all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the music
changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked the 5th grade
LL told me to the bells
said fuck the police

Now I'm in
93 was R&B
up hair cut
Listen to
Michael Jackson, who tell me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks white
Priscella at night
Flying down smoking crack
Transvestite in the
Eddi Murphy in the
M-O-P had me grimey and
Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And some titties
Ludacris told me to throw them
Now I'm in the
nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, I'm in shock,
I'm for the glock but the music stops