Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man that can't rap out loud what rap about,
They only rap to me in the house they 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,
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 rappin' about 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, seen the laptop,
the screen, the settee, the kitchen, even took my mattress,
The phone call saying 'they're watching' and 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 away and can't get it back,
I sit and think 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 devils in our bank, the in our plans,
The devils everywhere living in devilish land,
Now I got a devilish plan, I wanna over the devil's nest,
And fuck that little bitch his horns in my hand,
Piss on the flames of hell coz health is wealth,
That's why I gave my money, coz he proved he'd do the same thing as well,
But nothing ain't worse than a fake friend, seeing as there 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 don't you'll try for me,
back thinking really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, somewhere down the line the piss?
Or realise that true and business could never co-exist?
As well as two friends, over the same bitch,
a bridge you need to cross and you realise shit's shit,
Designer at eleven, because I used to nick it,
Then hit peppermint smith kids and buy or paul smith,
Had a Fubu before I could smoke a full spliff,
And smoking was a demon with me since I was semen,
Wondering if I got clean would I stop dreaming,
daymares at night,
I'm staying awake smoking talking to coz noone else believes me!
Oh Lord help me! I believe you no more,
If you everything, why'd did you go create war?
Why did you create disease, so you can the poor?
We to question what we're believing because nature's our only law,
Man travel faster than the speed of time, man the weather,
Man can fly to Mars and back on, luxury leathers,
I no dumb white 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 back up on my feet, coz I could never defeat,
I was working so hard that I 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 finally resting in
The last few of his life he got consumed by the streets,
So he looked happy he would be consumed by the beast,
The time has now come, for the to decrease,
hold your, loved ones close or soon they be in reach,
I been some things most of these man wouldn't believe,
but it'll take much than 100 bars to explain reality,
You won't understand until understanding multiple theory,
don't listen to me listen to George that's 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, within our heart,
And god can't send you to hell if he lived in hell the start,
why I rep for the roads, for the man that's on the dole, wearing umbro,
can't sleep at night coz the is so cold,
And he just had a baby and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does knowing he could lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, the movable weight,
He's curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his date,
I do this for the man that won't up no matter the case,
for the man with no hope left, and they heart's full 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 straight if we don't do crime, below the bread line,
We can't feed our fucking let alone a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but there enough jobs,
So the way certain man can work is hustle and rob,
If you don't have to live it cool, if you live it it's cruel,
I wish I never had to fucking live at all,
My white british 'trash', afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to us 'chavs' coz we're living in council flats
Credit cards on the max, he got jacked,
Dad died, mum went mad and just started smoking crack,
Little brother and sister look like tramps wearing pants,
10p cans, kitchens filled with roaches and ants,
I say keep your head coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz the only hope that we have
I say your head high, times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz the only hope that we have