Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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Life, by Mathers,
is life?
life is a big obstacle, in front of your optic wanna slow you down,
an every time you think you've gotten it its gonna come back,
around and you to the damn ground,
what are friends, friends are people that you are friends,
but they really your with secret identities,
and disguises to they' true colours, so just when you think you close enough to be brothers,
they wanna back and cut your throat when you aint lookin,
is money, money is what makes a man act funny,
money is the of all evil,
money'll make them same come back around,
swearin that they was always down,
but life...im tired of life, im tired of backstabbin' ass snakes with friendly grins,
im tried of so many sins,
tired of always givin in when this of hennie wins,
tired of never havin' any
tired of havin' skinny friends so on crack and many things,
im tired of this Dj, playin your shit he spins,
im tired of not a deal, tired of havin to deal with this bullshit without grabbin the steel,
tired of in my sorrow,
tired of to borrow a dollar for gas to start my monte carlo,
im tired of motherfuckers sprayin an dartin off,
im tired of jobs startin off at $5.50 an hour, then this boss why I'm smartin off,
tired of being every time i fart and cough,
tired of to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breatin down my neck,
me beserk,
im tired of using plastic
tired of at buildin square,
of not being a millionare,
but if i had a million dollars i'd buy a brewery, and turn the planet into alchoholics,
if i had a magic wand, i'd make the world suck my d*ck a condom on,
im on the jon,
if i had a bucks, it wouldn't be enough, cos i'd still be out robbin armoured trucks,
if i had one wish, i would ask for a big ass for the whole world to kiss,
im tired of being trash, broke an always poor,
tired of taken pop bottles back to the store,
tired of not havin a phone, tired of not a home to have one in if i did have one on,
of not drivin a BM, tired of not workin at GM, tired of wantin to be him,
tired of not without atylanol PM,
of not performin in a packed collessium,
tired of not on tour,
tired of f*ckin the same whore,
after work in the of a contour,
im tired of fakin knots with a stack of ones, havin a lack of funds, an back to guns,
of bein stared at, tired of wearin the same damn nike air-hat,
tired of steppin in clubs wearin the same of luggs,
tired of sayin they're tired of hearin me rappin bout drugs,
tired of other rappers who aint bringin half the skill as me sayin they wasn't me or no-bodies as ill as me,
and I'm tired of radio stations fibs tired of J.L.B. sayin we're hip hop lib's,

but if i had a million dollars i'd buy a brewery and turn the planet into alchoholics,
if i had a magic wand, i'd make the world my d*ck without a condom on,
im on the john,
if i had a millions bucks, it wouldn't be enough, cos i'd be out robbin armoured trucks,
if i had one wish, i ask for one big enough ass for the whole world to kiss,

you know what i'm im tired of all of this bullshit,
me to be positive, how am i supposed to be positive when i don't see shit positive,
you know what i'm
i rapp about around me, shit i see,
you know what i'm
and right now i'm of everything,
of all this, player hating that's going on in my own city,
you can't get or play,
you what i'm sayin',
but hey, cool though,
you know what i'm
i'm just fed up, my world