Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

Lights, camera, chemical
Attracted to a of lies with fat asses
Thank the most high for high of fashion
My art of war is couture, denim assassin

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

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

I'm to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is
Out here hollerin' ironic is
I've honestly been tryna do right
But from your legs in the air tonight, like Collins
I'm a sex-addicted
Sucker for a pencil
Looking for a shorty coming from work, that I can
On my existential doing consequential dirt
Searchin' for physical if I don't go mental first
poppin', trolley hoppin'
Know somebody watchin'
That ain't stoppin' me coppin' a feel
Karate in this after-hours spot
Watching mommy rockin'
First I feed her shots then she eat my Jonnie Cochran
Livin' fast, capt'
One of them even had
The audacity ask me how this thing would 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 break the glass
I her laugh
She it clap
And then she gives me lap dances and I'm that
She keeps providing the for me to be unfaithful at