Luyện nghe bài hát When the Music Stops

Music, reality, sometimes it's hard to tell the
But we as entertainers a responsibility to these kids
Psych!
If I were to die murdered in cold tomorrow
Would you sorrow or show love
Or it matter
Can never be the lead-off 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 game to turn and walk away
And not say I got to say
What the fuck you take me for? A joke? You smoking
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, five-thousand
You all steady trying to drown the
Ain't do nothing but piss me off
Lid to the can of ass, just twist me off
See me leap out, the piece out,
shooting I'm just trying to knock his teeth out
Fuck with me now, bitch, let's see you
Talk is cheap, if you're really feeling froggish, leap
Yo slim, gonna let him get away with 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 hip-hop with real life when the music stops
ain't no getting rid of McVeigh
If so you tried
The only way I'm leaving this bitch is
I have died clinically, 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 spark willingly with a dillinger in the diligently

I'm not you think
I appear to be up
endangered
I can't away from a razor
I just my face in a paper
I wish a nigga had a grenade to 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 balls? We can see how
When the music
I was happy a deal at first
Thought would make me happy but
It made my pain worst,
It hurts when you see your friends turn their on you dawg
When you ain't got left but your word and your balls
And stressed from the calls of your new friends
Beggin' they hands out
Checking for your record its selling
it ain't, that's the end, no laughs
No no girl
Just the gin you till your car spin, you think
Damn!

You slam into the and you fall
Out the car, trying to crawl one arm
About to it all in a pool of alcohol
If my funeral's tomorrow, wonder if they would even call when the music
see how many 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 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 while given the
Understand I can the spirit of man
Death itself, it can't hurt me, just the thought of dying alone that
me, you ain't worthy 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 tug-o-war with life, fuck the tour and the mic
I'll rather fuck a whore with a knife, deliver that shit the like
You high hype poppin' 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 want war, you talk
In the dark my all bark like woof
Proof nigga I'm a wolf, get your whole
Caved in like reindeer
Stomped the roof shake the floor 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 news all you all move
When the Uzi pop, you better drop when the stop
changed my life in so many ways
Brains confused and fucked the 5th grade
LL told me to rock the
N-W-A fuck the police

Now I'm in
93 was R&B
Fucked up cut
Listen to
Michael Jackson, who gonna me I ain't Mike
Ass cheeks painted
Fucking Priscella at
Flying down sunset smoking
in the front
Eddi in the back
M-O-P had me grimey and
Marilyn Manson, I my hair blue
And grew some
told me to throw them bow's
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