Luyện nghe bài hát Tip The Scale

[Hook: Raw]
or suicide
Heads or
think life is a living hell
Some live life just well
I life tryna tip the scale
My Way, my way
My Way, my way

[Verse 1: Black
Yo, I'm early
I never take off I got a job
Rob to pay Paul
Now I realize it's the that takes all
Do what I do because I can't take loss
Picture me living life as if I'm some
That consumes its own dreams like I'm a
I won't accept failure it's mechanical
But still the mixed with the botanical
I guess I be to the owners manual full of loaners
Full of all the homeless throwaways and the
Soldiers of the with 8th grade diplomas
And the world their shoulders as a bonus
Look, let he sin live without sin
Until then, I'll be doing dirty jobs like men
the faces of those that might have been
It's like living that but I won't live that life again

Hook]

[Verse 2: Dice
Lot of niggas go to
How many out Malcolm X?
I I'm not
Shit, can't even talk about the
last words: "You under arrest"
Will I get popped tonight? It's guess
I guess a nigga to stay cunning
I guess when the cops comin' need to runnin
I won't make the same mistakes from my run in
You either done doing crime now or you in
I got a on the run and one in
me a letter, he said when you comin'
Shit man, I the goal's to stay out
against the wall, then shoot your way out
Gettin' money's a style that plays out
'Til you end up boxin' your stash, paid out
The scales of justice ain't weighed out
Only two ways out, digging tunnels or digging out