Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars

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

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my and shit
I thought the was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how changed and rearranged
No matter what happens, everything ain't be the same
The album, what an incredible outcome
I the mic and then talk to the people like I'm Malcolm
I used to think the fame and was the motivation
I toured the world and met the people face to face and
Understood that the power was harnessed in basement
It ain't the money and notoriety
It's about the people and making a difference in
But don't get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a
The Godfather, the wielding an Uzi
One the people, if the people is wondering who's he?
Same level, the rebel that never settled
strings like Geppeto who overcame the ghetto
And I know you wrote me and I still answered
Cause shit is now, it's forced upon me
stances
I used to spend all my time with you
But now I write this song to let you know I'm with you
Shit is too big, but 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 just don't go
Cause honestly I don't with this world, I'd rather hide
That misconception, "Cause I rap, I must be filled pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you heard different then lied
People in my ear telling me, "Talk shit"
Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather that shit
Since the first
I'm one of the highest on the label
six months I put the second one on they table
I've played sold out in parts of the world I can't pronounce
Release the tickets, watch them when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable shit now
Just let me
The around me is people smokin' that by the ounce
Leave Friday for the show and come back Monday with a grand
fuck with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my first week looking due to high demand
people don't buy music in this day and age
They buy the
ups and downs, don't get me wrong
But back when I ain't have
Felt like I would've sold my soul to make it with rap shit
God he never let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me attain it by hard and busting my ass
Achieved a lot in life, but what's a lot more to gain?
At least I don't drink to the hurt, we call that Champagne

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