Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

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

Am I a douchebag or another doo rag?
Tryna get ahead on some new wave shit
For your entertainment is the language
So every time I I'm tryna make another payment
I do 'em sleep and get a dirt nap, that works
Tell my P.O. ask me I work at
Think I woulda that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like tryna burn fat
I don't a fuck, now maybe that's abstinence
Or the arrogance of someone who got shit
That think money over bitches is a tip

I live in a trap where load crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Jacks
Everybody acts like God is all
But I got the feelin' he ain't coming back
So I got an angel that my prayer
on the cloud that I blow in the air
Nobody but nobody cares
They just want blood when the cheer

I'm to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is
Out here hollerin' what's is
I've been tryna do what's right
But from your legs in the air tonight, like Phil
I'm a sex-addicted
Sucker for a pencil
Looking for a coming from work, that I can pervert
On my existential grind doing dirt
Searchin' for physical pleasure if I go mental first
Molly poppin', trolley
somebody prolly watchin'
That stoppin' me from coppin' a feel
choppin' in this after-hours spot
Watching mommy body
First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Jonnie
Livin' fast, capt'
One of them even had
The audacity ask me how long this thing last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that and shake your ass"
She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency the glass
I make her
She makes it
And she gives me lap dances and I'm thankful that
She providing the place for me to be unfaithful at