Luyện nghe bài hát Gold

So we made it to this end of the road
And we picked up lots of and pots of gold
How I made it out with my

Ashtrays and cigarretes, last days, people
are adventures of young black millionaires
I am the voice of the and underprivileged
The smell of success, I y'all to get a whiff of this
On the move like black through the wilderness
I write it, and still get invited to white
When I was born, wise men came to visit us
One a hustler, one a king, one a
They cracked the then started giving gifts
You from Chicago, we you to deliver this
Show the dead who the true and living is
Separate the fake from who the real is
Hot tub machine, back to the Sybaris
from liquor stores to avoid syphilis
Frivolous spending, drunk with storybook endings
I it's my addiction to women
I was in France, in to see blending
Writing my own scripts like I'm Tennessee
Now it's new beginnings a born again Christian
On the mic, victorious, is redemption

I'm at the top, I'm not alone
I'm here with my soul

our souls with two fish and five loaves
Teach a man to cook it for
My dad said it rained on my
Now a storm of the brain make these guys drive
I was 5-0, but my creed's Apollo
On the and roll with the coldest live show
For those before I came, I made the cry for 'em
gymnast, you set the bar low
This is the Kilimandjaro, like Twitter you can
It may be hard to like hieroglyphics
Written on the walls of Cairo, check my revival
inside flow, I stand like Em did with Dido
Crash parties, any yo
Is libel to get banged like things that rival tribal
the pride we'll reign, kill the game and watch it die slow
Ali MC, I fight for more the title
Your

So we it to this same end of the road
And we up lots of chicks and pots of gold
How I made it out with my