Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man can't rap out loud what they rap about,
They only rap to me in the house they in to let the rap come out,
You can't rap about raps when you got rats in your house,
You're either dumb or not about it, you sleep with your gun and rap about it,
Come on don! about it,
But if it's beef, how the fuck you gonna sleep without it?
You can't be trappin' at the same time 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, took my mattress,
The phone call saying 'they're watching' and 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,
I sit and think I'm just a sad fuck,
With the, blood of a king, I'm god why we sin,
The only I can think is coz the devils within,
The in our pocket, the devils in our bank, the devils 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 little bitch with his horns in my hand,
Piss on the of hell coz health is true wealth,
That's why I gave my friend money, coz he proved he'd do the same as well,
But nothing ain't worse than a fake friend, seeing as there they when,
you need your money back when you say you're on paying your rent,
You say you'd die for me, I think you'll try for me,
back thinking really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, somewhere the line take the piss?
Or realise that true love and could never co-exist?
As well as two friends, over the same bitch,
Burning a bridge you need to cross and you shit's shit,
Designer clothes at eleven, because I used to it,
Then hit smith kids and buy machine or paul smith,
Had a Fubu smith before I smoke a full spliff,
And was a demon been with me since I was semen,
Wondering if I got then would I stop dreaming,
Having at night,
I'm staying awake smoking to myself coz noone else believes me!
Oh Lord help me! I don't 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 believing nature's our only law,
Man faster than the speed of time, man control the weather,
Man can fly to Mars and back sitting on, leathers,
I no dumb white pub scum cunt, I am clever!
But never listened in school, coz the teachers are to dumb us down,
Switched up my way of thinking, could've been a victim to the system,
another brother no vision,
I've sold food so I could buy food, 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 of pussy for weeks,
My uncle just died, and I even cry is that me?
Or is it that I know, that 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 or soon they 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 understand until 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 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,
ain't 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 at night coz the house is so cold,
And he just had a baby and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does crime he could lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, the movable weight,
He's curling 4 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 heart's with hate,
For the man's thats on the 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, we're the bread line,
We can't feed our fucking babies let a phone line,
They tell us we be working, but there ain't enough 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 had to fucking live this at all,
My white british 'trash', afford british 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 mad and just started smoking crack,
Little brother and sister look like tramps hand-me-down pants,
10p food cans, kitchens filled with 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 high, times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the hope that we have