Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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Life, by Mathers,
is life?
life is like a big obstacle, in front of your wanna slow you down,
an every time you think you've gotten it its gonna come back,
around and tackle you to the ground,
are friends, friends are people that you think are friends,
but they really your enemies secret identities,
and disguises to hide true colours, so just when you think you close enough to be brothers,
they wanna come and cut your throat when you aint lookin,
what is money, money is makes a man act funny,
money is the of all evil,
make them same friends come back around,
swearin they was always 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 bottle of wins,
tired of never havin' any
tired of havin' skinny friends so on crack and many things,
im tired of Dj, playin your shit when he spins,
im tired of not havin a deal, tired of havin to deal this bullshit without grabbin the steel,
tired of in my sorrow,
tired of havin to borrow a dollar for gas to start my carlo,
im tired of motherfuckers sprayin shit an off,
im tired of jobs startin off at $5.50 an hour, then this boss why I'm smartin off,
tired of being fired every time i and cough,
of havin to work as a gas station clerk for this jerk breatin down my neck,
me beserk,
im tired of using silverwear
tired of workin at square,
of not being a millionare,
but if i had a million dollars i'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet 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 millions bucks, it wouldn't be enough, cos i'd still be out robbin trucks,
if i had one wish, i would ask for a big enough ass for the whole to kiss,
im tired of being white trash, an always poor,
of taken pop bottles back to the party store,
tired of not havin a phone, tired of not havin a home to one in if i did have one on,
tired of not drivin a BM, tired of not workin at GM, tired of to be him,
tired of not sleepin atylanol PM,
tired of not in a packed collessium,
of not bein on tour,
tired of f*ckin the same whore,
after work in the of a contour,
im tired of fakin with a stack of ones, havin a lack of funds, an resort back to guns,
tired of stared at, tired of wearin the same damn nike air-hat,
of steppin in clubs wearin the same pair of luggs,
tired of people sayin they're tired of hearin me 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 stations tellin fibs tired of J.L.B. sayin we're hip hop lib's,

but if i had a million dollars i'd buy a damn brewery and the planet into alchoholics,
if i had a magic wand, i'd make the suck my d*ck without a condom on,
im on the john,
if i had a millions bucks, it be enough, cos i'd still be out robbin armoured trucks,
if i had one wish, i would ask for one big ass for the whole world to kiss,

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