Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

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

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

I live in a where fiends load crack
Wake up in the boxes a box of Apple Jacks
Everybody acts God is all that
But I got the he ain't never coming back
So I got an angel that my prayer
Floating on the cloud 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 been tryna do what's right
But your legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I'm a sex-addicted
Sucker for a pencil
for a shorty coming from work, that I can pervert
On my existential doing consequential dirt
Searchin' for physical if I don't go mental first
Molly poppin', hoppin'
Know somebody watchin'
That ain't stoppin' me from coppin' a
Karate choppin' in this after-hours
Watching body rockin'
First I feed her vodka shots she eat my Jonnie Cochran
Livin' fast, capt'
One of them hoes had
The audacity ask me how this thing would last
I said, "You pay for class? Get on that stage and shake your ass"
She keep a in a box and in an emergency break the glass
I her laugh
She makes it
And then she gives me lap dances and I'm that
She keeps providing the place for me to be at