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 solid
I'm getting off work about 8 pm, grab a little bite and a pen
Make a beats, inside my den, wake up in the a.m., do it all again
Friends, I had but they too busy chasing them ladies
Money gone, what a con, when drinks equals
I'd demolish a song
I in two nights with a new mic from not getting my baller on
Smashing the scene with my flow
They blasting my beats in
up seats in each row
Cause passion is each show
(Wake up!) And that's when I out of a dream in a corporate meeting
(Wake up!) drooling, snoozing, heavy, breathing, it, I'm leaving
Yo boss, I'm going to off this evening to enjoy the weekend
Maxing out CC's, crafting CD's I'm eating
Even if my on "E" and the banks own me
With that 20% APR my graveyard laboring

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

(Verse 2)
I drop to my knees, praise God who set my soul free
But I got a spoon feed, hustling like its all on me
With an appetite that's out of sight, like every just grabbed the mic
Burned demos, instrumentals, self assembled in my
Stacks of CD's, 'em freely, play on TV, wasn't easy
No Youtube, to allow you or school you with how none to teach me
Feel me? every homie if they'd film me, but don't bill me
My video budget was rubbish, publicists would me
Emptied my pockets silly nonetheless we needed press
CD's were pressed, off my own debt, no to kill me
it professional, at all times, when I was small time
From call to interviews of all kinds even those that grilled me
its that energy I put out that made enemies or friends to me
Propelling me up with more feet then a
Sending me, finer things from flyering my own
Shows, to those aspiring to go pro with flows bro...

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