Luyện nghe bài hát The Cure

Too many changes, you changed from your
Become a byproduct of all for the paper regardless
The markets see you as a old-ass
The McCartneys past the Lennons, but Lennon's the hardest
Stay on your path, on your craft
They just want you to your lanes up so they can hate on your ass
What's in a What's in a name? Suffering and pain
Guts, blood, and tears, aim straight, game face, grace
I in this thinkin' you was gon' be this great thing
I seen the greats do it with a great queen
What these kings in common? They had women who solid
Malcolm needed Betty, I met queens who wasn't ready
They envy the of the greats
They don't have a fulfilled life yet, so searchin' for ways
To feel what Sam felt, play the hand Marvin was
A Vandross, here's the cure, the

A thousand milligrams, sure you don't overdose
Turned to a businessman, used to 'em in the cold
Cold gang, don't get exposed, get told
You glamorize the game, it a glorious road
in peace Kobe and Nip, that's off the rip
King shit, if it ain't about fam, it don't shit
The cure, all the allure
Donuts rotten, the tapped, tappin' in with Lord

the credits

Cuban link QB chain belong in the
So boomerang, you salute my twenty-seven
Rolls-Royce Brigade 'cause it go with the moment
on the chain, got his medallion, I won't
Insinuate 'cause I copied his stomach
Kings kings, straight from my pops to my son's shit
Steak tartare bloody, levels from raw fish
Sushi for lunch, at the table, the cork twist
I'm studied like a book by
They give me looks of envy, I the Bentley
White chick Liz Taylor might get the Bentayga
On my Rick James
Life is school for the soul and I'm in life seven
simple but heavy, incomprehensible shit
Everything from sexy to deadly, I done been through that
Still deeper like I grew a new inch on my dick
We looked at robbin' as a way of resolving our
My cooked food, but some of my niggas was starving
And whatever they was down to do, I was with 'em
Turns out I was hungry and was hittin' the
The scissor was sharper, my was on it
No fortune teller, going off regular signs
Niggas tell ya they moves
Without a word, reading they mind
Wasn't no nine
Corner executive born in hell
Where yell especially over necklaces
Life lessons is
Whatever you out come back as blessings or to haunt ya
Could miss your kids and hit grandkids for your dishonor
generational curses, they said they want the old Nas back
Play the Clue for old verses
Messin' my lives up, sayin' Nas will rise 'em up
Like wasn't live enough, many lives I've touched
Can I get a
Can I get a
I a witness, drinkin' three at night on some Bridge shit
Wearin' shorts and Timbs, summer night on Bridge shit
Party with gangsters, gettin' right on some shit (Yeah)
Like MC and Marley, I be on some Bridge shit

Like Jabari, I'm on some Bridge
Shooter on
live forever

We go a lot
And nobody wanna hear about what we go
And cool too
Every man go through the same and Fridays
sun, moon, and stars
It's just how you like a man