Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap man that can't rap out loud what they rap about,
They only rap to me in the house live in to let the rap come out,
You can't rap selling raps when you got rats in your house,
You're either dumb or not it, you can't sleep with your gun and rap about it,
Come on don! Think it,
But if it's real beef, how the fuck you gonna without it?
You be trappin' at the same time rappin' about it to the masses,
Feds are watching, know who is on it and who is actors,
That's why they, the trap, they got the flat, they seen the laptop,
the screen, the settee, the kitchen, even took my mattress,
The phone call 'they're watching' and then you start to pack up,
Now I've got a little kid time I fixed my act up,
years of bad luck,
I smoked my away and can't 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 think is coz the within,
The devils in our pocket, the devils in our bank, the in our plans,
The everywhere living in this devilish land,
Now I got a devilish plan, I take over the devil's nest,
And fuck that little bitch with his in my hand,
Piss on the flames of hell coz is true wealth,
why I gave my friend money, coz he proved he'd do the same thing as well,
But nothing ain't worse than a fake friend, seeing as there they when,
you need your back when you say you're late on paying your rent,
You say you'd die for me, I don't think try for me,
Sitting back really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, somewhere down the line take the
Or realise that true love and business could never
As as two friends, fighting over the same bitch,
Burning a bridge you need to and you realise shit's shit,
clothes at eleven, because I used to nick it,
Then hit peppermint smith kids and buy or paul smith,
Had a smith before I could smoke a full spliff,
And smoking was a demon been with me I was semen,
Wondering if I got clean then I stop dreaming,
Having at night,
I'm awake smoking talking to myself coz noone else believes me!
Oh help me! I don't believe you no more,
If you created everything, why'd did you go create
Why did you disease, so you can control the poor?
We need to question what we're because nature's our only law,
Man travel than the speed of time, man control the weather,
Man can fly to Mars and back sitting on, leathers,
I ain't no white 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, 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, walking, drunk on my loners,
But I got back up on my feet, coz I could face defeat,
I was so hard that I wouldn't think of pussy for weeks,
My uncle died, and I didn't even cry is that me?
Or is it that I know, that he's resting in peace?
The last few of his life he got consumed by the streets,
So he looked knowing he would be consumed by the beast,
The has now come, for the population to decrease,
hold your, loved close or soon they won't be in reach,
I been studying some things of these man wouldn't believe,
but it'll take much more than 100 bars to reality,
You won't until you're understanding multiple theory,
listen to me listen to George Greenman that's in Harameen,
There are more stars in the than there are grains of sand on every desert in earth, now think, what are we really worth?
In the Qu'ran it we go from sperm to baby, baby to man, man to old man then we go right back to sand,
There no fucking god in the clouds, gods within our heart,
And god can't send you to hell if he lived in from the start,
That's why I rep for the roads, for the man on the dole, wearing umbro,
can't sleep at night coz the is so cold,
And he had a baby girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he crime knowing he could lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, the movable weight,
He's 4 plates in the gym thinking about his release date,
I do this for the man that won't give up no the case,
for the man with no hope left, and they full with hate,
For the man's on the staircase moving weight with a screw-face,
so one day, he can move him out of this place,
I tell it straight if we don't do crime, below the bread line,
We feed our fucking babies let alone a phone line,
They us we should be working, but there 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 had to fucking live 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 cards on the max, he got jacked,
Dad just died, mum went mad and started smoking crack,
Little brother and sister like 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 only hope we have
I say keep your head high, are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only that we have