Luyện nghe bài hát Whiplash

(Verse 1)
Post alma mater, to get dollars, right out of college
With a collar on starving like Ramadan for something
I'm off work about 8 pm, grab a little bite and embrace a pen
a couple beats, inside my den, wake up in the a.m., do it all again
Friends, I had them but they too busy chasing ladies
Money gone, what a con, when equals Mercedes
I'd demolish a song
I made in two nights with a new mic from not getting my on
Smashing into the scene with my
They my beats in headphones
up seats in each row
Cause passion is each show
(Wake up!) And when I snapped out of a dream in a corporate meeting
(Wake up!) drooling, snoozing, heavy, breathing, it, I'm leaving
Yo boss, I'm going to take off this to enjoy the weekend
Maxing out CC's, CD's until I'm eating
Even if my on "E" and the banks own me
With that 20% APR my graveyard through

(Chorus)
Whiplash, whiplash, out, it got to come back!

(Verse 2)
Sometimes I drop to my knees, praise God who set my free
But I never got a spoon feed, hustling its all on me
With an appetite that's out of sight, like every just grabbed the mic
Burned demos, instrumentals, assembled in my bedroom
Stacks of CD's, passed 'em freely, play on TV, easy
No Youtube, to you or school you with how to's none to teach me
Feel me? asking homie if they'd film me, but don't bill me
My video budget was rubbish, publicists milk me
my pockets silly really nonetheless we needed press
CD's were pressed, off my own debt, no regrets to me
Keeping it professional, at all times, when I was time
From call to interviews of all kinds even those that grilled me
Fundamentally its energy I put out that made enemies or friends to me
me up with more feet then a centipede
Sending me, towards finer things flyering my own
Shows, to those aspiring to go pro with flows bro...

(Chorus)
Whiplash, whiplash, out, it got to come back!