Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Gone

[J Cole - 1]
I hit the I told myself the last time would be my last
I dont my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint stopping for ass
boy you know my Ls dirty if they stop me Im to jail surely
Ill be to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call once and be all ready
yeah buddy you tell im goin thru hell
I even open my mail
Im in the shower with soap on the
I cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl they Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they but we aint flinching
they aint even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so
I guess its envy, started with a penny now im getting plenty

one for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
two for you
hey

[J Cole - 2]
Look kid, its raining boy
an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy
they guns bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in
we of only having just a peace
and f-ck policing, killing n-ggas whats the reason
his starving and she f-cking freezing
so no why he f-cking squeezing
out here bussin leavin n-ggas stuck in bleedin on the flo
bullets wet you a semen on a hoe
breathing man I inhale
one day you tryna rent, next day you in jail
knows he meant well
so I the pencil and write like a pen pal
Some shit thats darker the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where on base
is looking like an infield
high as a Sprint
what you think, thats the why this ink in my pen kills
phoney until they are extinct, b-tch Ive been real

one for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
two for you
hey

3]
The n-ggas sayin
Cole the wrong one bringin the city
All he ever doin is pictures of crime
Tellin stories of pain, pictures of dope
if you listen Im paintin pictures of hope
That boy in embarrassed because he broke
Hopin the day he be the butt of somebodys jokes
See me; I lived it all dirt-poorin and trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin my
To with a backyard and my own room
To the only black kid in my homeroom
academically and followed my own rules
Was runnin the streets hey ma Ill be home
Was out chasin hos, was out
Them n-ggas ballin but yet they was foul shootin
So meet the role model who dont know how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a and look I made it bitch

One for the city, yea
two for you
hey
and one for the city, hey
and two for you
hey

Girl its been so long, Ive been from you
But you aint gotta worry the thangs I do
Its hard but the of you would ease my pain
Girl I promise they gon our name
Aint seen you in awhile
But I been dreamin you