Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man that can't rap out loud what rap about,
only rap to me in the house they live in to let the rap come out,
You rap about 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 sleep 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, the trap, they got the flat, they seen the laptop,
the screen, the settee, the kitchen, even took my mattress,
The phone call saying 'they're watching' and then you to pack up,
Now I've got a little kid time I fixed my act up,
Fourteen of bad luck,
I smoked my life away and get it back,
I sit and think I'm just a sad fuck,
With the, of a king, I'm asking god why we sin,
The only reason I can think is coz the within,
The in our pocket, the devils in our bank, the devils in our plans,
The devils living in this devilish land,
Now I got a devilish plan, I wanna take over the nest,
And fuck that little bitch with his 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 thing as well,
But nothing worse than a fake friend, seeing as there they ain't when,
you need your money back when you say you're late on your rent,
You say you'd die for me, I don't think try for me,
Sitting thinking really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, somewhere down the take the piss?
Or realise that true love and business could co-exist?
As as two friends, fighting over the same bitch,
Burning a bridge you to cross 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 Fubu smith before I smoke a full spliff,
And smoking was a demon been with me I was semen,
Wondering if I got clean would I stop dreaming,
Having at night,
I'm awake smoking talking to myself coz noone else believes me!
Oh Lord help me! I don't you no more,
If you everything, why'd did you go create 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 the speed 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 listened in school, coz the teachers are told to us down,
Switched up my way of thinking, been a victim to the curricular system,
another brother 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 wouldn't think of 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 time has now come, for the to decrease,
hold your, ones close or soon they won't be in reach,
I studying some things most of these man wouldn't believe,
but it'll take more than 100 bars to explain reality,
You won't understand you're 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 worth?
In the Qu'ran it says we go from to baby, baby to man, man to old man then we go right back to sand,
ain't no fucking god in the clouds, gods within our heart,
And god can't you to hell if he lived in hell from the start,
That's why I rep for the roads, for the man that's on the dole, umbro,
sleep at night coz the house is so cold,
And he had a baby girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does crime he could lose his family as well,
Now he's the steel gates, moving the movable 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 full 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 straight if we don't do crime, below the bread line,
We can't feed our babies let alone a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but ain't 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 had to fucking live this at all,
My british 'trash', can't afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz we're in council flats
cards on the max, he just got jacked,
Dad just died, mum went mad and just smoking crack,
Little brother and look like tramps wearing hand-me-down pants,
10p cans, kitchens filled with roaches and ants,
I say keep your head high coz times are get bad,
and to love, coz love's the only hope that we have
I say keep your head high, are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope we have