Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man that can't rap out what they rap about,
They rap to me in the house they live in to let the rap come out,
You can't rap about raps when you got rats in your house,
You're either or not about it, you can't sleep with your gun and rap about it,
Come on don! about it,
But if it's real beef, how the you gonna sleep without it?
You can't be trappin' at the same time rappin' it to the masses,
are watching, they know who is on it and who is actors,
That's why they, raided the trap, they got the flat, they the laptop,
the screen, the settee, the kitchen, even took my mattress,
The phone call saying 'they're and then you start to pack up,
Now I've got a kid it's time I fixed my act up,
years of bad luck,
I smoked my life away and get it back,
Sometimes I sit and I'm just a sad fuck,
With the, blood of a king, I'm god why we sin,
The only reason I can is coz the devils within,
The devils in our pocket, the in our bank, the devils in our plans,
The devils everywhere in this devilish land,
Now I got a plan, I wanna take over the devil's nest,
And fuck that bitch with his horns in my hand,
Piss on the flames of hell coz is true wealth,
That's why I gave my money, coz he proved he'd do the same thing as well,
But ain't worse than a fake friend, seeing as there they ain't when,
you need your money back you say you're late on paying your rent,
You say you'd die for me, I think you'll try for me,
Sitting back really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, down the line take the piss?
Or realise that true and business could never co-exist?
As well as two friends, over the same bitch,
Burning a you need to cross and you realise shit's shit,
clothes at eleven, because I used to nick it,
Then hit peppermint smith kids and buy machine or smith,
Had a Fubu smith before I could smoke a spliff,
And smoking was a demon been me since I was semen,
Wondering if I got clean then I stop dreaming,
Having at night,
I'm staying awake smoking talking to myself coz noone else me!
Oh help me! I don't believe you no more,
If you created everything, why'd did you go create
Why did you create disease, so you can the poor?
We need to question what we're believing nature's our only law,
Man faster than the speed of time, man control the weather,
Man can fly to Mars and back 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,
up my way of thinking, could've been a victim to the curricular system,
another with no vision,
I've sold so I could 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 died, and I didn't even cry is that me?
Or is it I know, that he's finally resting in peace?
The last few of his life he got consumed by the streets,
So he looked happy knowing he be consumed by the beast,
The time has now come, for the to decrease,
hold your, loved ones close or soon won't be in reach,
I been studying some things most of these man believe,
but it'll much more than 100 bars to explain reality,
You won't understand until you're understanding theory,
don't listen to me listen to George Greenman in Harameen,
There are more stars in the Universe than there are grains of sand on every desert in earth, now think, what are we really
In the Qu'ran it says we go sperm to baby, baby to man, man to old man then we go right back to sand,
There ain't no fucking god in the clouds, gods 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 coz the house is so cold,
And he just had a baby girl and he pay his gas bill,
so he does crime knowing he could lose his as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, moving the weight,
He's curling 4 plates in the gym thinking his release date,
I do this for the man won't give up no matter the case,
for the man with no hope left, and they heart's with hate,
For the man's on the staircase moving weight with a screw-face,
Just so one day, he can move him out of place,
I tell it if we don't do crime, we're below the bread line,
We can't feed our babies let alone a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but there ain't jobs,
So the only way man can work is hustle and rob,
If you don't have to live it it's cool, if you live it cruel,
I wish I never had to fucking this at all,
My white british 'trash', can't afford gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz living in council flats
Credit on the max, he just got jacked,
Dad just died, mum went mad and just smoking crack,
Little brother and sister look like tramps wearing pants,
10p food cans, filled with roaches and ants,
I say your head high coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only that we have
I say keep your high, times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only that we have