Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars [Explicit]

If you're dealing war, stay far
We're dealing with and rights
Come some more into my

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik my life and shit
I thought the album was finished but I keep writing
kind of funny how life changed and rearranged
No matter what happens, ain't gon' be the same
The album, what an incredible outcome
I grip the mic and then talk to the people I'm Malcolm
I used to think the fame and money was the
Until I toured the world and met the people face to and
Understood that the power was harnessed in that
It ain't about the money and
It's about the people and a difference in society
But don't get it twisted, this I'm living is like a movie
The Godfather, the Goodfella an Uzi
One with the people, if the people is wondering he?
Same level, the same rebel that settled
strings like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I ain't answered
Cause shit is different now, it's forced me
Different
I used to spend all my conversing with you
But now I this song to let you know I'm hurting with you
is too big, but let's be honest, man
It's kinda bittersweet, besides the shows and and greets y'all only see me on the street
And even then, that shit is rare—I don't go outside
Cause honestly I don't fuck this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I must be filled pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard then someone lied
People in my ear me, "Talk that shit"
Actions speak louder than words, I'd walk that shit
Since the first
I'm one of the highest on the label
Within six months I put the second one on table
I've played sold out shows in parts of the world I can't
the tickets, watch them disappear when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable shit now
let me bounce
The mood around me is people smokin' that by the
Leave Friday for the show and come back with a hundred grand
Don't fuck with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in
You know my first week looking crazy due to demand
Cause don't buy music in this day and age
They buy the
There's ups and downs, get me wrong
But when I ain't have shit
Felt like I would've sold my soul to make it with rap shit
Thank God he never let close enough to ask
Let me attain it by workin' and busting my ass
Achieved a lot in life, but what's a lot more to gain?
At least I don't drink to avoid the hurt, we that Champagne

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