Luyện nghe bài hát When The Music Stops

Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the
But we as entertainers have a to these kids
Psych!
If I were to die murdered in blood tomorrow
Would you feel sorrow or show
Or would it
Can never be the lead-off 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 game to turn and walk away
And not say I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? A You smoking crack?
I do that, I beg Mariah 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 one out the park, five-thousand mark
You all steady to drown the shark
Ain't gonna do nothing but me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just me off
See me leap out, pull the out,
Fuck shooting I'm just trying to knock his out
Fuck with me now, bitch, see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, if you're really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you're gonna let him get with that?
He tried to play you, you let him 'scape with that
Man I hate this crap, this rap,
This is the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop real life when the music stops
There ain't no getting rid of
If so you would've
The way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide
I have clinically, arrived back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk I finished he
I'm niggas favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the most dangerous nigga beef
I willingly with a dillinger in the dark diligently

I'm not what you
I to be fucked up
Mentally
I can't away from a razor
I just want my in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight to neighbors for acres
I you
Danger had me into a mad man, son of Sam, bitch, I'm surgical
I'll to dying, you think not? You got balls? We can see how large
the music stops
I was happy a deal at first
Thought would make me happy but
It only my pain worst,
It hurts when you see your friends turn their back on you
When you ain't got nothing left but your and your balls
And you're stressed from the of your new friends
with they hands out
Checking for record when its selling
When it ain't, the end, no laughs
No friends no
Just the gin you drink your car spin, you think
Damn!

You slam into the wall and you
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 many of your men
I pull up looking for you
With a pistol sipping on a can of
I'm revved up, who what would lead bust your head would just explode
With red stuff I'm cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin about how you shot it like a coward, 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 hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of talk
Be smart and stop to walk how g's walk before we spark
Hug the floor while we plan with your life, fuck the tour and the mic
rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' in broad day light nigga your a gonna at night

When the stops
Instigators, turn in cages
Let and bit the neighbors wrist to razors
You all don't war, you want talk
In the my dogs all bark like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your roof
Caved in reindeer hoofs
the roof shake the floor tiles loose
The more you all breach, the more I
hill street, this is hardcore blues
Put a gun to rap checking all our (nigga)
Or make the betcha all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the stop
Music's changed my life in so many
Brains confused and 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 painted white
Fucking Priscella at
Flying down sunset smoking
in the front
Eddi Murphy in the
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 but the music stops