Luyện nghe bài hát 44 Bars

If you're dealing war, backwards far
We're dealing truths and rights
some more into my sight

Yeah, in London talkin' to Rhetorik 'bout my life and
I thought the was finished but I keep writing shit
It's kind of funny how life changed and
No matter what happens, ain't gon' be the same
The incredible album, what an incredible
I grip the mic and then talk to the people I'm Malcolm
I to think the fame and money was the motivation
Until I toured the world and met the face to face and
Understood the power was harnessed in that basement
It ain't about the and notoriety
It's about the people and making a in society
But get it twisted, this life I'm living is like a movie
The Godfather, the Goodfella an Uzi
One with the people, if the people is wondering he?
Same level, the same rebel that never
Pullin' strings like who overcame the ghetto
And I you wrote me and I still ain't answered
Cause is different now, it's forced upon me
stances
I used to spend all my time with you
But now I write song to let you know I'm hurting with you
Shit is too big, but be honest, man
It's kinda bittersweet, besides the shows and meet and greets y'all only see me on the
And even then, shit is rare—I just don't go outside
Cause honestly I don't fuck with world, I'd rather hide
misconception, "Cause I rap, I must be filled with pride"
Shit I ain't perfect, if you different then someone lied
People in my ear telling me, "Talk shit"
Actions speak louder than words, I'd rather walk shit
Since the first
I'm one of the highest on the label
Within six I put the second one on they table
I've played sold out shows in of the world I can't pronounce
Release the tickets, watch them when we announce
Fuck all that murderous syllable shit now
let me bounce
The mood me is people smokin' that by the ounce
Leave Friday for the and come back Monday with a hundred grand
Don't with checks, so when I bounce I prefer cash in hand
You know my first week looking due to high demand
people don't buy music in this day and age
They buy the
There's ups and downs, get me wrong
But back I ain't have shit
Felt I would've sold my soul to make it with this rap shit
Thank God he let Lucifer close enough to ask
Let me it by workin' hard and busting my ass
Achieved a lot in life, but a lot with more to gain?
At least I don't drink to avoid the hurt, we that Champagne

Come some into my sight
Come some more my sight...