Luyện nghe bài hát Film

Lifes a fog at red brake lights
The freeway beside a
egg whites sat on my plate like
3 AM this is a frequented by some made men
Im high on hemp a fly old
Just walked in, his was shark skin,
He woke me up from some of the Im lost in
What fame to niggas, change love to bitterness
Friends to fiends for the audience ridiculous
Jumped up, paid the tab got in my and went
To my old tenement, visit my old friends
Some love and some are envious
Some got the of gold, some venomous
At times I wanna go back to being
Ignorance is bliss, i love being
Ugh, but lifes got me on the fence
And all is so alls worth mentioning.

If I press pause, or fast forward past the hardness
Visions written bring words to like Im smitten with
Memories real, ill, now I appeal (appear?) crisp like film

Ice on gold from mossbergs to clubs
Ninth hole, the white rose, the life I
Bandanna over the eye, Dior
Car rise with no touch of the handles
Capri style, its on beaches and islands
Far from sirens at least for a weekend
then its back to the creepin
Id like to make a free toast of champagne on behald of nigga speaking
Add a to the Seagrams
the hash for my world renowned goons this evening
As i circle the table Babe Ruth
Louisville Slugger in my for a fake dude
Bat to the with brute force
Splatter my cream velour
They hit me lawsuit
I slip in whore coupe
Your b*tch you, word to Jesus
Bet you never knew she yay and play with a gay crew
OGs to make way for the new
Young niggas want Polo aint f*cking J Crew
Its safe to say I was once and innocent
But look I know now, is all worth mentioning

If I could pause, or
fast forward the hardness
written bring words to life like Im smitten with
Memories real, ill, now I appear (appeal?) crisp like film

I to the street life
The executive types
The felons, young mothers with kids they trying to right
The botega modern day Che Guevaras
Cuz I barely survived eras
Honest, make good on my promise
I dont it I do it you can hold me to it
I was born to this life I didnt it
But Id be not to take a few meal tickets
You and I are real different, we dont the same beliefs
in the ring or buy ringside seats
Either you like beef or you to spectate
Give me gloves, and Ima do it how the say
We touch em and we out tussling
The is my garden of eden
So I bobbing and weaving
Its intense so Im hardly
KO, and the winner is Nas, thats how the ends

If I could pause, or
fast forward past the
Visions written bring words to life like Im smitten
Memories real, still ill, now I (appear?) crisp like film