Luyện nghe bài hát When The Music Stops

Music, reality, sometimes it's to tell 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 would it
Can be the lead-off batter of things
for me to feed off
I'm see-saw
But there's way too much at for me to be fake
There's too on my plate
And I came way too far in this game to and walk away
And not say I got to say
What the you take me for? A joke? You smoking crack?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to me back
I get up I get down, run myself in the ground,
'For I put wack shit out
I'm trying-a smack this one out the park, five-thousand
You all steady trying to drown the
Ain't gonna do but piss me off
Lid to the can of whoop ass, just me off
See me leap out, pull the out,
Fuck I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck me now, bitch, let's see you freestyle
Talk is cheap, 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 that
Man I hate crap, this ain't rap,
This is the way we act
When we confuse with real life when the music stops
There ain't no rid of McVeigh
If so you would've
The only way I'm leaving this bitch is
I have died clinically, back at my enemy's crib with Hennessey,
Got drunk then I he
I'm every favorite arch-enemy.
Physically fitted to be the dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly a dillinger in the dark diligently

I'm not you think
I to be fucked up
endangered
I can't away from a razor
I want my face in a paper
I wish a had a grenade to squeeze tight 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 not? You got balls? We can see how large
When the stops
I was having a deal at first
Thought money would make me but
It only my pain worst,
It hurts when you see friends turn their back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing left but your and your balls
And you're stressed from the calls of new friends
Beggin' with hands out
for your record when its selling
When it ain't, the end, no laughs
No no girl
Just the gin you till your car spin, you think
Damn!

You into the wall and you fall
Out the car, trying to crawl one arm
About to lose it all in a pool of
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music
Let's see how many of men loyal
When I pull up for you
With a pistol on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust head would just explode
With red I'm hand cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
about how you shot it like a coward, bullets devour you showered you
Niggas, if I was you niggas, I'll run given 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 stop trying to walk how g's walk we spark
Hug the floor while we plan with your life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver shit the coroner's like
You high hype poppin' shit in broad day light nigga your a gonna at

When the stops
Instigators, pits in cages
Let loose and bit the neighbors to razors
You all want war, you want talk
In the dark my dogs all bark like
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole
Caved in reindeer 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 checking all our (nigga)
Or make the betcha all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop the music stop
Music's changed my life in so ways
Brains confused and fucked the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the
N-W-A said the police

Now I'm in
93 was R&B
Fucked up cut
to Jodeci
Michael Jackson, who gonna tell me I ain't
Ass painted white
Fucking Priscella at
Flying down smoking crack
in the front
Eddi in the back
M-O-P had me and griddy
Marilyn Manson, I my hair blue
And grew some
Ludacris told me to them bow's
Now I'm in the
Broken nose and a fractured
in my head, I'm going in shock,
I'm for the glock but the music stops