Luyện nghe bài hát Where Are You

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

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

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