Luyện nghe bài hát 2nd Childhood

Yeah,

"Cause when I the for the street"
Who else it be"
"Nas"

Yo
Explode, my were drunken from quarts of beers
Was back, before Nasir would explore a career in rap
As a music dude, I this Rubik's Cube
Godzilla, Gargantua, eyes glued to the tube
Was a, time ago, John Boy Ice
Geronimo po-lice out Chryslers, easywider paper
Pops puffin his sess, punching his chest like a
Outside was psychoes,
Saw Divine, Goon and Chungo, Lil'
R.I.P. Tyrone, 'member no cursing front of Ms.
Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge
My building was 40-16, once in the blue, hallways was
I knew, all that I'd seen had meant
early, to fear none little Nas was hunting
Living carefree laughing, got jokes on the
Y'all acting like some old y'all don't hear me
Yo I'm in my childhood

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Yo, dude is 31, living in his crib
Ex-convict, was paroled after his long bid
Cornrows in his hair, slinging, got a crew
They break his moms furniture, watching
Got by different ladies high smoking L's
In the same he stood since, eighty-five well
his stash slow, he be crazy
Say he by his moms, hit her on her
Junior high school dropout, never cared
They was paid to show up and leave, no one succeeds
So he moves with his peers, blocks, different years
Sitting on, different benches like it's chairs
All his peoples moved on in life, he's on the corners at
With young dudes it's them he to be like
It's sad but it's fun to him right? He grew up
31 and can't give his youth, in his second childhood

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who could it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

Baby girl she's talking name dropping hanging late
Drinking smoking hates her daddy, craves shopping
E popping Ecstasy taking, won't her education
Best friend she changing, stuck with limitations
men, many hotels, Fendi Chanel
With in her bank account fronting she do well
Her kid suffers he get that love he deserve
He the Sun, she the Earth, mom, even worse
No job never stay working, mad
Shorty call her the brain surgeon
Time she the same person, never matures
All her friends married doing
She's in the streets yakkety like she was 12
Honey is twenty-seven, argues
Selfish in her own right, polite, guess she's in her second

"Cause I flow the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, through the of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Cause when I the for the street"
"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"
"Resurrect, the birth of my seed"
"Queensbridge"
"Make right"
"Get yours, nigga"

"Who else it be"
"N-A-S"
"Nas"