Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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Life, by Mathers,
is life?
life is like a big obstacle, in front of optic wanna slow you down,
an every you think you've gotten past it its gonna come back,
around and tackle you to the ground,
what are friends, friends are people that you are friends,
but really your enemies with secret identities,
and disguises to hide they' true colours, so when you think you close enough to be brothers,
they wanna come back and cut your throat you aint lookin,
what is money, is what makes a man act funny,
money is the of all evil,
money'll make them same friends back around,
that they was always always down,
but it's life...im tired of life, im tired of ass snakes with friendly grins,
im tried of so many sins,
tired of always givin in when bottle of hennie wins,
tired of never any ends
tired of havin' skinny friends so on crack and many things,
im of this Dj, playin your shit when he spins,
im tired of not havin a deal, tired of havin to deal with this bullshit grabbin the steel,
of drowin in my sorrow,
tired of havin to borrow a dollar for gas to my monte carlo,
im tired of motherfuckers sprayin an dartin off,
im tired of startin off at $5.50 an hour, then this boss wonders why I'm smartin off,
tired of being every time i fart and cough,
tired of havin to work as a gas clerk for this jerk breatin down my neck,
me beserk,
im tired of using plastic
tired of at buildin square,
tired of not 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 my d*ck without a condom on,
im on the jon,
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 a big enough ass for the world to kiss,
im tired of being trash, broke an always poor,
tired of taken pop bottles to the party store,
tired of not havin a phone, tired of not havin a to have one in if i did have one on,
tired of not drivin a BM, tired of not at GM, tired of wantin to be him,
tired of not sleepin atylanol PM,
tired of not performin in a collessium,
of not bein on tour,
tired of f*ckin the blonde whore,
after work in the of a contour,
im tired of knots with a stack of ones, havin a lack of funds, an resort back to guns,
tired of bein stared at, tired of the same damn nike air-hat,
tired of steppin in wearin the same pair of luggs,
tired of people sayin they're of hearin me rappin bout drugs,
tired of other rappers who aint bringin half the skill as me sayin they wasn't feelin me or as ill as me,
and I'm tired of radio 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 and turn the planet into alchoholics,
if i had a magic wand, i'd make the world suck my d*ck without a on,
im on the john,
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 one big ass for the whole world to kiss,

you know what i'm sayin? im of all of this bullshit,
tellin me to be positive, how am i supposed to be positive when i see shit positive,
you know i'm sayin?
i rapp about around me, shit i see,
you know i'm sayin?
and right now i'm of everything,
tired of all this, player that's going on in my own city,
you get away or play,
you know i'm sayin',
but hey, it's though,
you know what i'm
i'm just fed up, my world