Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

My life, my
Makes me wanna run
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion a movie
Got to go
Nowhere to run and
No how hard I try

Yeah, 03, I went plain filthy to filthy rich
Man, the emotions change so I can trust a bitch
I tried to niggas get on, they turned around and spit
Right in my face, so and Buck, both can suck a dick
Now when you 'em it may sound like it's some other shit
I'm not writing anymore, they not making hits
I'm far from perfect, there's so lessons I done learned
If money is evil look at all the I done earned
I'm doing what I'm to, I'm a writer, I'm a fighter
Entrepreneur, out the sewer, watch me maneuver
What's it to ya? The track I lace it, it's than basic
is my recovery, my comeback, kid

My life, my
Makes me run away
no place to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No matter how I try

While you were sipping your own Kool-Aid your buzz heavy
I was in the fucking sheds my machete
Sipping on some of that revenge juice, getting my buds ready
To wolf down this spaghetti, or I say this spaghett-even?
I think you fucking meatballs keep on forgetting
he was finished, motherfucker, it's only the buginning
He's buggin' again, he's straight thuggin', fuck who offending
He'll rip your vocal chords out and have them bitches in the
Motherfucking wall with three thousand of electrucity
Now the other end of 'em, then plug them motherfuckers in each
One of your eye sockets cause I thought you might fucking see
That'll teach you to go voicing your cocksuckin' to me
I put my blood, my sweat and my tears in this shit
letting up, you're gonna end up rugretting you ever betted against me
Feels like snap any minute, yeah, it's happening again
I'm thinking about saying
"Mother everybody that's up in this bitch, but 50!"
this is all I know, this is why so hard I go
I swear to God I put my heart and soul into this more anybody knows
I'm trapped, so all I do is rap, but time I rap I'm more trapped
And I rap myself right this bubble, oh I guess it's bubble wrap
This is like a vicious cycle, my in a crisis
Christ, how was I to know shit would turn up like it did?
like I'm going psycho again
And I might blow my lid
Shit, I almost wish that I would have never Recovery, kid
'Cause I'm running in with

My life, my
me wanna run away
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an like a movie
Got to go
to run and hide
No matter how I try

I haven't been this fucking since I was a kid
Sold like forty million records, people what I did
Maybe this is for me,
Maybe I'm supposed to go
Maybe I'll do it A.M. in the morning like Shady
Psycho killer, Michael Myers, I'm on fire a lighter
Try to say this ain't classic, get ass kicked mad quick
Wrap your up in plastic, pussy
Now pick the casket, nap with the maggots
It's tragic, sad it's
Never end, now we number one again
With that frown on face, and your heart full of hate
it, respect it
This a gift, God-given, like the air in the
Of every fucking thing

My life, my
Makes me wanna run
There's no to go
No to go
All the
It's an illusion like a
Got to go
to run and hide
No how hard I try