Luyện nghe bài hát When The Music Stops

Music, reality, sometimes hard to tell the difference
But we as entertainers have a responsibility to kids
Psych!
If I were to die murdered in cold blood
you feel sorrow or show love
Or it matter
Can be the lead-off 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 much on my
And I came way too far in this game to turn and walk
And not say I got to say
What the 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 wack out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, mark
You all trying to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothing but me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, twist me off
See me leap out, pull the out,
Fuck shooting I'm trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if you're really feeling froggish,
Yo slim, you're gonna let him get away that?
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 with real life the music stops
There ain't no getting rid of
If so you tried
The way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I he
I'm niggas favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous with beef
I willingly with a dillinger in the dark diligently

I'm not what you
I appear to be up
Mentally
I can't away 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
Danger had me turned into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm
I'll to dying, you think not? You got balls? We can see how large
When the music
I was happy having a deal at
money would make me happy but
It only made my worst,
It hurts when you see your friends turn back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing but your word and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of new friends
with they hands out
Checking for your record when its
When it ain't, that's the end, no
No no girl
Just the gin you till your car spin, you think
Damn!

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

When the music
Instigators, pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors wrist to
You all don't war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your roof
Caved in like reindeer
Stomped the roof shake the floor tiles
The more you all breach, the I moves
This hill street, this is hardcore
Put a gun to rap checking all our (nigga)
Or make the betcha all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better when the music stop
Music's changed my in so many ways
Brains and fucked since the 5th grade
LL me to rock the bells
N-W-A said fuck the

Now I'm in
93 was R&B
up hair cut
Listen to
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't
Ass cheeks painted
Fucking at night
Flying down sunset crack
in the front
Eddi in the back
M-O-P had me and griddy
Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And grew some
Ludacris told me to them bow's
Now I'm in the
nose and a fractured elbow
Voices in my head, I'm in shock,
I'm reaching for the glock but the music