Luyện nghe bài hát #Endoftheworld

[XV - 1]
Let me in your life, let me in homes
Let me in your and get me in my zone
A hero on the page is what I wanna be the
But if we follow for a follow, tell me who gon lead us
Roman flow, wallet full of C's
Turn numbers into the so I can count G's
The loser who won too like you was the 3
the millions cause they doubted the dream
I aint lost a thing in this grind but my
And reality so harsh how could dreaming waste my
I just ask mine, hypothetical at
Wonderin' if my rap matter after I flat line?
So I out of Facebook and get some real friends
Got off Twitter niggas and set some real trends
And we gon' get it man while the spins
everyday they try to say that the World ends

Followers followin', role models
Niggas throwin' they in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the yet?
Is it the end of the yet?
Followers followin', models modellin'
Niggas throwin' they in and everybody is hollerin
Is it the end of the yet?
Is it the end of the yet?

[XV - 2]
Young and invincible, by all the principles
Maybe cause all our principles seem so fictional
Now we in a world that's so digital
at the minimal, niggas act like it's biblical
Typical I watch niggas at they pinnacle
And not have one event that pivotal
When I was I was wylin' but always had drive
They suspended my and then I got fly
Who change the World, not I
But I will influence the mind does try
Thats a Pac line, see how it all
We could become a after you follow
So sign out of Facebook and get some friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some trends
And we gon get it while the world
everyday they try to say that the world ends
Is it yet?

[XV - 3]
Ugh, to Squaria I go
Its our future Odd you could never know
Saw a nigga on say Vizzy will never blow
I guess there are shit that I'll spit that I never get to show
Over heads I go
I wrote this on a flight next to this women that was
She asked me what is that you write, I a rap song
She said: "really, sentences that long"
If you think rap is just and gats then you dead wrong
This is the paper my sons college fund is on
Those college kids at shows in the front row weight on
We change lives with these that they hate on
Spit on tracks simple jack and then kick back like Fei Long
I just write something that make you get life from it
Its more than just a facebook, or dislike button
So sign out of that and get some friends
Get off Twitter my nigga and set some trends