Luyện nghe bài hát Lost

[Game - 1]
Sometimes I have f-cked up
Wake up in sweats, can't sleep,
Hit the for some Moet
I get drunk, but I ain't smoke no wet
Been on tour 3 and I aint had no sex
Been meditating, exercising my mental
Jackson dead, which one of us 'bout to go next
Me, Mary J, Robin Thicke or Britney
Nigga I ain't afraid to die, tell the devil I'm right
Hoe, I can take the out of these Nike airs
Tie it round the ceiling fan and end it here
Kick the ladder cause I climbed twice
it or love it, I'm one blood nigga, it's my life
And I can die if I to, and mama you can cry if you want to
Just tell my sons the truth and as the maggots eat at my flesh
Let this iced out cross, walk through the bones in my

I can try my way (I'm lost)
I can't my way (lost)
I find my way (I'm lost)
I find my way (lost)
I can't way...

[Game - 2]
If I the story you gotta keep it between us,
Only other niggas that know are Star and Buss
I call Buss when I need a
And I don't always listen so he me back and say "I told you"
But anyway, my is a Peadophile, how you stick your 28 year old d-ck in your child
And now how it to be 52 and have a son that's a millionaire, and he don't f*ck with you, daddy!
She was in the six grade, the day I heard her scream, I should have hit you with the switch blade
Then she ran but I ain't know which way, she up in Vegas doing everything her pimp say
I've seen her one Christmas with a black guy, I her to the store and bought her shades with my last five,
My little sister is a prostitute, and I'ma tell you I'm about to do.
Go get her she... (lost)

She find her way
She can't her way
She can't her way
She find her way
She find her way

[Game - 3]
Thats all I'm thinking on Grey hound
Usually I'll be in seat with brids and a tre pound
But time I riding for family
Khaled did for Ross, they hold it down in Miami
On my way to Michigan, not to see D12
I'm on every door, "have you seen this female?"
Here's a picture of my pretty sister
Here go one when she was ten and one our last Christmas
Low light skinned girl, long curly black hair, sorry for time, I know you probably don't care,
Feel I walk longer than just 8 miles
Ran a borded up BMF safe house
Made me think about all the time I spent with Meech makin' it in Magic city
life was a Georgia peach
Now life is a apple
Run than New York
You see my sister call me life is too short to get (lost)

She find her way
She can't her way
She find her way
She can't her way
She find her way