Luyện nghe bài hát When the Music Stops

Music, reality, it's hard 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 love
Or it matter
Can never be the lead-off batter of
Shit for me to off
I'm see-saw
But way too much at stake for me to be fake
There's too much on my
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?
Before I do that, I beg Mariah to me back
I get up 'for I get down, run in the ground,
'For I put wack shit out
I'm trying-a this one out the park, five-thousand mark
You all steady trying to 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 I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you
Talk is cheap, motherfucker if really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, you're gonna let him get with that?
He tried to play you, you can't let him with that
Man I hate crap, this ain't rap,
is crazy the way we act
When we confuse hip-hop real life when the music stops
There no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you tried
The way I'm leaving this bitch is suicide
I have died clinically, arrived back at my enemy's with Hennessey,
Got then I finished he
I'm niggas favorite arch-enemy.
fitted to be the most dangerous nigga with beef
I spark willingly with a dillinger in the diligently

I'm not what you
I appear to be up
endangered
I stay away from a razor
I just 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 think not? You got We can see how large
When the stops
I was happy a deal at first
money would make me happy but
It made my pain worst,
It hurts you see your friends turn their back on you dawg
When you ain't got nothing left but your word and balls
And you're stressed from the of your new friends
with they hands out
Checking for your when its selling
it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No no girl
Just the gin you drink 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 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
With a pistol on a can of pennzoil
I'm revved up, who said what would lead bust head would just explode
With red stuff I'm cuffed tossed in the paddy wagon
Braggin 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 me, just the thought of dying alone that really
Irks me, you ain't worthy to speak thoughts of talk
Be smart and stop trying to walk how g's walk we spark
Hug the floor we plan tug-o-war with your life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore a knife, deliver that shit the coroner's like
You high poppin' shit in broad day light nigga your a gonna at night

When the stops
Instigators, pits in cages
Let loose and bit the wrist to razors
You all don't want war, you want
In the dark my dogs all bark like
Proof I'm a wolf, get your whole roof
Caved in reindeer hoofs
Stomped the shake the floor tiles loose
The more you all breach, the more I
This hill street, this is 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 the music stop
Music's changed my in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked since the 5th
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 Priscella at
Flying down sunset crack
Transvestite in the
Murphy in the back
M-O-P had me grimey and
Manson, I dyed my hair blue
And some titties
Ludacris told me to throw bow's
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 stops