Luyện nghe bài hát Falling Down

man,
I'm sicka this shit bruv, down,
just as start looking up,
it all goes to again,
of my fucking life!

I don't wanna live my life way,
picture me a desk...

that,
a I ain't into that,
I'm into rap an I don't see me gettin' an job with these tats,
So what choice do I man?
Do I on or do I bag grams?
signing for dole,
I wanna get for my flow an my rhymes,
I'm a pro I'm nice I know,
If I grind then I'll so why,
am I wasting on the roads,
now interested,
I should probably give it a rest I get arrested.

(chorus)
Why don't I from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
on the wrong side of town,
With my spinning,
I on falling down!

(chorus background)
**But then I got arrested,
**never been arrested, for so much as an of weed**
**and i get arrested for kidnap,
**false imprisonment, and possession with intent to
**urghh, typical of my luck really innit**
**just as I'm about to a deal with Mike**
**I might be doin' a bird**

I wanna sell weed no more,
hated the cycle but I pedalling,
Nan just found poon my bed again,
I'm a let again,
And she "get this shit out the house!" again,
There's no curving the
The bags too big to be for use
no excuses,
She knows the truth is!
I do flip, of green, to get me a few quid,

She's at me so dissapointed,
All I can say is "I do it again"
But she I will...

(chorus)
Why I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I want's to my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up back (here)
Stuck on the wrong of town,
With my spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
**Never learn
**There's no B for me!**
**I ain't got to fall back on!**
**I left school at 8**
**I own, an education**
weed an writing lyrics is all I know**
**Fuck

(falling x16)

I got and raided,
I got signed,
and I case,
So now fine,
but now not, (not)
Not did only I get dropped the label did,
and I wasted my advance so I got shit!
I'm stuck at Warner's and pricks won't push my album,
but it's cool as as I'm free I'm gonna do it without them,
8 later I'm still stuck in my deal,
In debt with my lawyer, time to get back on Ferris Wheel,
I'm stuck on Carousel,
when will this end?
This is for me I'm back at the beginning again,
Someone please get me this circus ride,
the horse I'm riding's hurtin' my thighs... erm,

(chorus)
Why I learn from my mistakes?
Why oh why, oh why...
All I to change my ways!
Why oh why, oh why...
Do I always end up h-h-h-h-h-h-h (here)
Stuck on the side of town,
my head spinning,
I keep on down!

(chorus background)
before some funny guy tries to make a joke about me riding a horse**
IS a metaphor!**
**What I is I'm sick of hustlin', I'm sick of the grime**
**I am SICK of things to shit**
when they're lookin' up**
**I don't know if this shit is gonna work for me**
**I swear blud I'm so fed up yo**
**Urghh, I cannot be dealing with it,