Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

Lights, camera, chemical
Attracted to a body of lies 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 some brand new shit
For your money is the language
So every time I speak I'm tryna another payment
I do 'em dirty sleep and get a nap, that works
my P.O. ask me where I work at
Think I woulda that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run somebody tryna burn fat
I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's
Or the arrogance of someone who got shit
That think money over is a stock tip

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

I'm down to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is
Out hollerin' what's ironic is
I've honestly tryna do what's right
But your legs in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I'm a sex-addicted
Sucker for a skirt
Looking for a shorty from work, that I can pervert
On my existential grind consequential dirt
Searchin' for physical pleasure if I don't go mental
Molly poppin', hoppin'
Know somebody watchin'
That ain't stoppin' me coppin' a feel
Karate in this after-hours spot
Watching body rockin'
First I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Jonnie
fast, drinkin' capt'
One of hoes even had
The ask me how long 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 makes it
And then she gives me lap dances and I'm that
She keeps providing the for me to be unfaithful at