Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars [Explicit]

If you're war, backwards stay far
dealing with truths and rights
Come some into my sight

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and
I thought the album was but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life and rearranged
No matter what happens, everything ain't gon' be the
The album, what an incredible outcome
I grip the mic and then to the people like I'm Malcolm
I used to think the fame and was the motivation
Until I the world and met the people face to face and
Understood that the power was in that basement
It ain't about the money and
It's about the people and making a in society
But get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a movie
The Godfather, the wielding an Uzi
One with the people, if the is wondering who's he?
Same level, the rebel that never settled
Pullin' strings like Geppeto who the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I still ain't
Cause shit is different now, it's upon me
stances
I used to all my time conversing with you
But now I write this song to let you know I'm hurting you
Shit is too big, but be honest, man
It's kinda bittersweet, besides the shows and meet and greets only see me on the street
And even then, that shit is just don't go outside
Cause honestly I don't fuck with world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I be filled with pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard then someone lied
People in my ear me, "Talk that shit"
Actions speak than words, I'd rather walk that shit
Since the album
I'm one of the highest earners on the
Within six I put the second one on they table
I've sold out shows in parts of the world I can't pronounce
the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable right now
Just let me
The mood around me is people smokin' by the ounce
Leave Friday for the show and back Monday with a hundred grand
Don't with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my week looking crazy due to high demand
Cause people don't buy music in day and age
buy the brand
There's ups and downs, get me wrong
But back when I ain't have
Felt like I would've sold my soul to make it with this rap
Thank God he let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me it by workin' hard and busting my ass
a lot in life, but what's a lot with more to gain?
At least I don't to avoid the hurt, we call that Champagne

Come more into my sight
Come some more my sight...