Luyện nghe bài hát Whiplash

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

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

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

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