Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

By Marshal
What is
Life is like a big
In front of your optical to you down

And every time you you gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the damn
are friends?
Friends are that you think are your friends
But really your enemies, with secret identities
And disguises, to hide they colors
So when you think you close enough to be brothers
They want to come back and cut your when you ain't lookin'

is money?
Money is makes a man act funny
Money is the root of all
Money'll make same friends come back around
Swearing they was always down

What is
I'm tired of
I'm tired of ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so many
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of Henny
Tired of never any ends
Tired of having skinny friends on crack and many things
I'm tired of this DJ your shit when he spins
Tired of not having a
Tired of having to deal the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my
Tired of to borrow a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of spraying shit and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an
Then this wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every time I and cough
Tired of having to work as a gas station
For this jerk breathing down my driving me berserk
I'm tired of plastic silverware
Tired of working in Building
Tired of not being a
But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd make the world suck my
Without a on,
I'm on the john
If I had a bucks
It be enough,
Because I'd be out
Robbing trucks
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the world to kiss

I'm tired of being white trash, and always poor
Tired of pop bottles back to the party store
I'm of not having a phone
Tired of not a home
To have one in if I did it on
of not driving a B-M
Tired of not at G-M, tired of wanting to be him
Tired of not without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not performing in a coliseum
of not being on tour
Tired of the same blond whore
After work in the of a Contour
I'm tired of knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of and resorting back to guns

of being stared at
I'm tired of wearing the same damn Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the pair of Lugz
Tired of people saying they're of hearing me rap about drugs
of other rappers who ain't bringin' half the skill as me
Saying they feeling me when nobody's as ill as me
I'm tired of radio telling fibs
of J-L-be saying "Where Hip-Hop Lives"

But if I had a dollars
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the into alcoholics
If I had a wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
Without a condom on, while I'm on the

If I had a bucks
It be enough, because I'd still be out
Robbing trucks
If I had one
I would ask for a big ass
For the world to kiss
You know I'm saying?
I'm of all of this bullshit
Telling me to be
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see positive?
what I'm sayin'?
I rap shit around me, shit I see
what I'm sayin'?
Right now I'm of everything
Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own
get no airplay, you know what I'm sayin'?
But ey, it's cool though, you what I'm sayin'?
fed up
That's my