Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

Lights, camera, reaction
Attracted to a body of lies fat asses
Thank the most high for high of fashion
My art of war is killer couture, denim

Am I a douchebag or just another doo
Tryna get ahead on some brand new wave
For entertainment money is the language
So every time I speak I'm tryna make another
I do 'em dirty and get a dirt nap, that works
my P.O. ask me where I work at
Think I learned that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like somebody burn fat
I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's
Or the arrogance of who ain't got shit
That money over bitches is a stock tip

I live in a trap where fiends crack
Wake up in the with a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts God is all that
But I got the feelin' he never coming back
So I got an angel that answer my
Floating on the cloud I blow in the air
wins but nobody cares
They just want blood when the cheer

I'm down to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is
Out here what's ironic is
honestly been tryna do what's right
But from your in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I'm a introvert
for a pencil skirt
Looking for a shorty from work, that I can pervert
On my existential grind doing consequential
Searchin' for physical pleasure if I go mental first
poppin', trolley hoppin'
Know somebody prolly
ain't stoppin' me from coppin' a feel
Karate choppin' in this spot
Watching body rockin'
First I her vodka shots then she eat my Jonnie Cochran
fast, drinkin' capt'
One of them hoes had
The audacity ask me how long this thing last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake ass"
She keep a dick in a box and in an break the glass
I make her
She it clap
And then she gives me lap dances and I'm thankful
She keeps providing the place for me to be at