Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man that can't rap out loud what rap about,
They rap to me in the house they live in to let the rap come out,
You can't rap about selling raps when you got rats in house,
You're dumb or not about 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 can't be trappin' at the time rappin' about it to the masses,
Feds are watching, they who is on it and who is actors,
That's why they, raided the trap, they got the flat, seen the laptop,
the flat screen, the settee, the kitchen, took my mattress,
The phone call saying watching' and then you start to pack up,
Now I've got a little kid it's time I my act up,
Fourteen of bad luck,
I smoked my away and can't get it back,
Sometimes I sit and think I'm 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 everywhere in this devilish land,
Now I got a plan, I wanna take over the devil's nest,
And fuck little bitch with his horns in my hand,
on the flames of hell coz health is true wealth,
That's why I gave my friend money, coz he proved he'd do the thing as well,
But nothing ain't worse than a friend, seeing as there they ain't when,
you need your back when 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, somewhere the line take the piss?
Or realise that true love and business could never
As well as two friends, fighting the same bitch,
Burning a you need to cross and you realise 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 I could smoke a full spliff,
And smoking was a demon been me since I was semen,
if I got clean then would I stop dreaming,
Having at night,
I'm staying smoking talking 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 create disease, so you can the poor?
We need to 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 sitting on, leathers,
I no dumb white pub scum cunt, I am clever!
But never listened in school, coz the teachers are told to us down,
up my way of thinking, could've been a victim to the curricular system,
another with no vision,
I've sold food so I could buy food, I've 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 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, he's finally resting in peace?
The last few years of his life he got 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 ones 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 to explain reality,
You won't understand until you're understanding theory,
don't listen to me listen to George that's in Harameen,
There are stars in the Universe than there are grains of sand on every desert in earth, now think, what are we really worth?
In the it says 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 you to hell if he lived in hell from the start,
That's why I rep for the roads, for the man on the dole, wearing umbro,
can't sleep at coz the house is so cold,
And he had a baby girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does knowing he could lose his family as well,
Now he's the steel gates, moving the movable weight,
curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his release 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 with hate,
For the man's thats on the staircase 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, we're below the line,
We can't feed our fucking babies let a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but there ain't jobs,
So the way certain 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 live at all,
My white 'trash', can't afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz we're living in flats
Credit on the max, he just got jacked,
Dad just died, mum mad and just started 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 coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the only hope that we
I say keep your high, times are gonna get bad,
and to love, coz love's the only hope that we have