Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

Young Hov in the
so necessary
Green in the house
So
Why ya on me,
Is necessary?

You know you've a star
Because the biggest target out there

When everyone's on the court, coming for you
When the opposing player walks into arena
They're of upstaging you
You're, you're like a trophy to
They're thinkin' "if I'm better this guy,
The spotlight on me"
So, you you're a superstar because you're a marked man
And coming for you

The, the, the
They be the, the, the king
wanna be the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the (king)

Uh
Inspired by Basquiat, my on fire
took shots, hit my body up, I'm tired
Build me up, me down to build me up again
They like "Hov we you back so we can kill your ass again"
Hov got flow though no Big and Pac, but he's close
How I'm 'posed to win? They got me fighting

kingz get their heads cut off

With the same sword they knight you gon' good night you with
Shit, thats' half if they like you
That aint even the half they might do
Don't me, ask Michael

See Martin, see
See Biggy, see Pac
See and its outcome
See Jesus, see
See Caesar, see
See success is like

Suicide, a suicide
When you succeed, to be crucified
Media meddles, sue you, you settle
Every step you take, they remind you you
So it's tough being Bobby
To be then, you gotta be Bobby now
Now the question is, "Is to have had and
than not having at all?"
dawg,

Most get their heads cut off
Keep on 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if they or not
Most get their heads cut off

The, the, the
They be the, the, the king
They be

Er'body wanna be the King shots ring
You laying on your with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X'd out, get by screams
Er'body get hand off my jeans
Er'body at you strange, say you changed
Like you work that hard to stay the
Uh
Game stays the same, the changes
So it's for those to not overdose on being famous
Most get driven so insane
That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt did
So
No
Invited to the inner of your chambers
Low chain 'em as the enemies
So raise your draw bridge and drown in the moat
And the I'm evoking
There's kings who've been
From shots those who was most close to them

They wont stop until you to 'em
But real kings die
become martyrs, let's toast to 'em
King Arthur, put a to him
Like James Brown the show aint over
rows roll in
To the republic it's over,
To my loyal subjects over, hoe
Long live the
No, the rain won't
want my head on the chopping block
I die, nah

Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on climbing you reach the top
Keep on if they ready or not
Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on coming if they're or not

live the king
No, the rain stop

Long live the, the, the
wanna be the, the, the king
Long live the, the, the
They be the, the, the king

Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if ready or not