Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

Lights, camera, chemical
to a body 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 just another doo
Tryna get ahead on brand new wave shit
For entertainment money is the language
So every time I speak I'm tryna make another
I do 'em dirty sleep and get a dirt nap, that
my P.O. ask me where I work at
Think I woulda learned sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like somebody tryna fat
I don't give a fuck, now that's abstinence
Or the arrogance of someone who ain't got
That think money bitches is a stock tip

I live in a trap fiends load crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple
Everybody like God is all that
But I got the feelin' he ain't never coming
So I got an that answer my prayer
Floating on the that I blow in the air
Nobody wins but nobody
They want blood when the people cheer

I'm down to 95 dollars, the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is
Out here hollerin' ironic is
I've honestly been tryna do what's
But from your legs in the air tonight, Phil Collins
I'm a sex-addicted
Sucker for a pencil
Looking for a shorty from work, that I can pervert
On my grind doing consequential dirt
for physical pleasure if I don't go mental first
Molly poppin', trolley
Know somebody watchin'
That ain't stoppin' me coppin' a feel
Karate choppin' in after-hours spot
mommy body rockin'
First I feed her vodka shots she eat my Jonnie Cochran
Livin' fast, drinkin'
One of them hoes had
The audacity ask me how long thing would last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and your ass"
She keep a dick in a box and in an emergency break the
I her laugh
She it clap
And then she me lap dances and I'm thankful that
She keeps providing the place for me to be at