Luyện nghe bài hát Where Are You

Yeah, whatever happened to ray? He used to be here for us
he got famous and left all of us fans in the dust
We hear from you you're constantly changing
And your relatives miss you at family occasions
And your mother misses you too since all the you've been
Too busy recording now she unimportant
And your daddy's been goin through it since he lost his
The least you do is call him to show him you support him
I never thought you sell out, you becoming so cocky
I asked you for a picture after your show you right by me
I'm like "aint this the dude said it aint about the price tag"
Now on your all that you do is brag
Come on bob, I thought you was than that dog
What happened to 9, and generation lost?
You my idol, just when I thought I'd give up on everything
I heard you play this melody.
I heard you this familiar melody.

Yeah, happened to b.o.b? he once was my favorite
I swear to God that I had all of his on my playlist
He was hood, but so different at the same
It was like a breath of air every time he rhymed
And was on him and the world fell in love
The girls, the money, the - all the above
I guess he stopped giving a fuck for all of us little
With your shades on we can't see you
Is that what happens once makes it off of rapping?
They taste the fame and change it's just automatic
Where's the integrity? You on other shit.
You don't sound the same. I liked your other shit.
But we'll still stand beside you 'cause somewhere inside you
There's more what meets the eye
I swear on the you were my idol
just when I I'd give up on everything
I heard you play this melody.
I heard you this familiar melody.

Yeah, I watched my life change in a couple of years
Who ever thought I would've caught the world by the ears?
I swear this shit is so much bigger I had figured
But if it wasn't meant to be this be my career
It's people only see it the way it appears
But they never see the and the pulleys and the gears
Blood, sweat and tears? We cry but all we is tears.
In the middle of this rap game on the
All of chop-chop interviews tryin to fool me
You never know who's gonna play you and try to you look phony
I live and die for my team. These niggas are more than my
We put it all on the line we up all our belongings
For this rap shit. at the end of the day
It aint rap shit. I call it making a way.
For our survival. Just I thought I gave up on everything
I about this familiar melody.