Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man that can't rap out loud what rap about,
They rap to me in the house they live in to let the rap come out,
You can't rap about selling raps when you got rats in house,
You're either dumb or not it, you can't sleep with your gun and rap about it,
on don! Think about it,
But if it's beef, how the fuck you gonna sleep without it?
You can't be at the same time rappin' about it to the masses,
Feds are watching, know who is on it and who is actors,
why they, raided the trap, they got the flat, they seen the laptop,
the flat screen, the settee, the kitchen, even my mattress,
The phone saying 'they're watching' and then you start to pack up,
Now I've got a little kid it's I fixed my act up,
Fourteen of bad luck,
I smoked my life away and get it back,
Sometimes I sit and think I'm a sad fuck,
the, blood of a king, I'm asking god why we sin,
The only I can think is coz the devils within,
The devils in our pocket, the devils in our bank, the in our plans,
The devils everywhere in this devilish land,
Now I got a devilish plan, I take over the devil's nest,
And fuck that little with his horns in my hand,
Piss on the flames of hell coz is true wealth,
That's why I gave my friend money, coz he proved he'd do the same as well,
But nothing worse than a fake friend, seeing as there they ain't when,
you need money back when you say you're late on paying your rent,
You say die for me, I don't think you'll try for me,
Sitting back really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, somewhere the line take the piss?
Or realise that true love and business could co-exist?
As well as two friends, fighting over the bitch,
Burning a bridge you need to cross and you realise shit,
Designer clothes at eleven, I used to nick it,
Then hit smith kids and buy machine or paul smith,
Had a Fubu smith before I could a full spliff,
And smoking was a demon been me since I was semen,
Wondering if I got then would I stop dreaming,
daymares at night,
I'm staying awake smoking talking to coz noone else believes me!
Oh help me! I don't believe you no more,
If you created everything, why'd did you go war?
Why did you disease, so you can control the poor?
We need to question we're believing because nature's our only law,
Man travel faster than the of time, man control the weather,
Man can fly to Mars and sitting on, luxury leathers,
I ain't no dumb pub scum cunt, I am clever!
But never in school, coz the teachers are told to dumb us down,
Switched up my way of thinking, could've a victim to the curricular system,
another brother no vision,
I've sold food so I buy food, I've been homeless!
Poe-less, dro-less, dough-less, hoe-less walking, on my loners,
But I got up on my feet, coz I could never face defeat,
I was working so hard that I wouldn't think of for weeks,
My uncle just died, and I even cry is that me?
Or is it that I know, that he's resting in peace?
The last few years of his he got consumed by the streets,
So he happy knowing he would be consumed by the beast,
The has now come, for the population to decrease,
hold your, loved ones close or soon they be in reach,
I studying some things most of these man wouldn't believe,
but it'll take much more than 100 bars to reality,
You won't understand you're understanding multiple theory,
don't listen to me to George Greenman that's in Harameen,
There are more stars in the Universe than are grains of sand on every desert in earth, now think, what are we really worth?
In the Qu'ran it says we go from sperm to baby, baby to man, man to old man then we go back to sand,
There no fucking god in the clouds, gods within our heart,
And god can't send you to hell if he in hell from the start,
That's why I rep for the roads, for the man that's on the dole, umbro,
can't sleep at night coz the is so cold,
And he just had a girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does crime knowing he lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, moving the weight,
He's curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his date,
I do this for the man that won't give up no the case,
for the man with no hope left, and they heart's with hate,
For the man's thats on the staircase weight with a screw-face,
so one day, he can move him out of this place,
I it straight if we don't do crime, we're below the bread line,
We can't feed our fucking babies let a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but ain't enough jobs,
So the only way certain man can work is and rob,
If you don't have to it it's cool, if you live it it's cruel,
I wish I never had to fucking live at all,
My white 'trash', can't afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz we're living in flats
Credit on the max, he just got jacked,
Dad died, mum went mad and just started smoking crack,
Little brother and sister look tramps wearing hand-me-down pants,
10p food cans, kitchens with roaches and ants,
I say keep your high coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the hope that we have
I say keep your high, times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope that we