Luyện nghe bài hát High Expectations

Yo yo it
Unattached and calm and pills I palm
with intentions to it to the league
Intrigued by two letter cars and GS'ses
On the court niggaz I like messages
Plagued by ball player exorcist
It's sort of how the world be reffin us
Kenny is our Moses in five on five Exodus
For the game of full courts ain't preppin us
Schools me but the ghost of Manigault haunts me
Plus wanna crib me, way out in the country
I'm city like street and some games that be fights
Never worked on my left so it's to be right
rich poor or Mike is who I wanna be like
Story of many black males I refuse to rewrite

Yo, brothers opinions is Bias-ed, Len
that I'll end up Ben, Wilson, still some pretend to be friends
Beneath the grin I see the spoke up and assure a?
so than my soul, my jump shot is purer
People play juror, I witness the fall of
Once was the joint now they restin got a God present
My gallant talent is like a
trick turned by a with a bad habit
to move I grab it
Me and my moms static, now I wreak Hennesey and havoc
Man to man talks Kenny, send me to a zone
Been on my own for so long, my tone's grown
Competition gets like speakers
when I cross her Jesus out of bleachers, broads and beepers
Yeah I boogey all good, but it could be better
Want to stay forever
But now I stay on point like Rod in this
If Brooklyn was the canvas, then I would be the big man

From thoughts that bring, I assemble teams like the Kenny Kings
Think fast breaks, dialect I'm dribbling
Remembering, night posters of Moses and the Court
Realizing, rap and life are team sports
I follow thoughts
Moves never perceived thought Johnny Cochran
of the way I free thought
The system a nigga think to make it that he need sports
or either to the tip he gotta
my seed'll be taught to his own
In the, Carter zone
Don't wanna be a dope MC living in his home
Or speaking to my fans in a artist tone
Unknown zones I roam with architechter
Spark the lecture, to let God direct ya