Luyện nghe bài hát If I Had...

By Marshal
is life?
Life is a big obstacle
In front of your optical to you down

And every you think you gotten past it
It's gonna come back around and tackle you to the ground
are friends?
Friends are people that you are your friends
But they really your enemies, secret identities
And disguises, to hide true colors
So when you think you close enough to be brothers
want to come back and cut your throat when you ain't lookin'

What is
Money is what makes a man act
Money is the of all evil
Money'll make them same friends back around
Swearing that they was down

is life?
I'm tired of
I'm tired of ass snakes with friendly grins
I'm tired of committing so sins
Tired of always giving in when this bottle of wins
Tired of never any ends
Tired of having skinny friends hooked on crack and many
I'm tired of this DJ playing shit when he spins
of not having a deal
Tired of having to with the bullshit without grabbing the steel
Tired of drowning in my
Tired of having to a dollar for gas to start my Monte Carlo
I'm tired of motherfuckers spraying and dartin' off
I'm tired of jobs startin' off at five fifty an
this boss wonders why I'm smartin' off
Tired of being fired every I fart and cough
Tired of to work as a gas station clerk
For this jerk down my neck driving me berserk
I'm of using plastic silverware
Tired of working in Square
Tired of not a millionaire
But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the into alcoholics

If I had a wand,
I'd make the world suck my
a condom on,
While I'm on the
If I had a bucks
It be enough,
I'd still be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole world to

I'm tired of being white trash, and always poor
of taking pop bottles back to the party store
I'm of not having a phone
Tired of not a home
To one in if I did have it on
of not driving a B-M
Tired of not working at G-M, tired of to be him
Tired of not without a Tylenol P-M
Tired of not performing in a coliseum
Tired of not being on
of fucking the same blond whore
After in the back of a Contour
I'm of faking knots with a stack of ones
Having a lack of funds and resorting back to

Tired of being at
I'm tired of wearing the damn Nike Air hat
Tired of stepping in clubs wearing the same pair of
Tired of people saying they're tired of hearing me rap about
Tired of other rappers who ain't bringin' the skill as me
Saying they wasn't feeling me when as ill as me
I'm tired of radio telling fibs
Tired of J-L-be saying "Where Lives"

But if I had a million
I'd buy a damn brewery, and turn the planet into
If I had a wand, I'd make the world suck my dick
a condom on, while I'm on the john

If I had a bucks
It wouldn't be enough, I'd still be out
Robbing armored
If I had one
I ask for a big enough ass
For the whole to kiss
You what I'm saying?
I'm tired of all of bullshit
Telling me to be
How'm I 'sposed to be positive when I don't see shit
Know what I'm
I rap about shit me, shit I see
Know what I'm
now I'm tired of everything
Tired of all this player hating that's going on in my own
Can't get no airplay, you know I'm sayin'?
But ey, it's cool though, you know what I'm
fed up
That's my