Luyện nghe bài hát A Minute to Pray and a Second to Die

Life goes on in the streets of my when you die
But some cry, and gets by, while choose to wonder why
His life was took at an early age
A young nigga who lived in a rage died by the

He used to hustle on the corners
His mom would beg him to quit, but he didn't wanna
As he got older, he got even
a real nigga showed him the purpose of a hearse

A cold night in his hood, he had a
The brother he was squabblin' with, had his ankle
Laid him out in the
Some people he wouldn't survive, but hey

I ain't the one to speak up on
All I can do is try to open his and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the route he
Born and brought up as an but he died as a crook

He had a baby he couldn't raise
And she will never see her father again, he's in a grave
I think about [Incomprehensible]
"My daddy was a dopeman, so be a dope dealer"

How the family explain it?
"My daughter had a baby for a head"
He ain't around to see her
Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up she falls

Just the thought of a kid fly fucks me up
When his has to raise a bastard child
It gets deeper, he to punch her and beat her
She was loyal to his ass but accused as a

She had a good deck but she picked the wrong
Had a kid, now she's life is hard
A big time dope dealer's all she
Who a Jag or a Benz so she could flaunt it

The got me guessin'
But the answer remains to be a
He lived his in a lie
I guess you only get a to pray, and a second to die

It was how it happened
Some niggaz rolled by in the cappin'
All I see was a pistol spittin' rounds
And the boy was just screamin' as he fell to the

A yelled, "Get an ambulance"
But I knew he was dead, he didn't stand a
You shoulda him, he was scared
A bullet goes to his chest, and one to his

He just there in silence
And all I heard was the
Paramedics up
by a law man and in came a firetruck

Put his ass on the
But if he survives, I'm to betcha
be out for revenge
They him up within a week, he was back at it again

Went to his brother on the side
Grab your shit, it's a hit, gonna take a long ride
Packed it up in the
AK-47, and a pump

Rolled by on Scott Street
School was out
"Yo you gonna shoot yet?", Watch me
his trunk and grabbed a shotgun, he shot him

Put his tooly on the seat
his mission, as he headed down the street
The kids was starin' at each other
J.D. rolled by and smoked brother

in his coat and grabbed a 'port
Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the
On his way down
His brother was dazed in a shock, "Why you do it?"

Why you shot his moms Jay?
Hah, man fuck bitch
Went to the store to use the pay
up Mack, "Aiyyo, J.D. homey"

Hung it up and rolled down
for the nigga he was after
By the time he arrived at the
was ready for anything

He to sneak around the back way
Never of bein' taken out on that day
Black boy, coat
around the corner as he passed slit his throat

He fall so he fired
One to the middle of his skull, expired
A whole came out
Twenty-seven all strapped out of one house

That how it in the acre
One nigga died in the park in the
gets deeper but why?
I guess you only get a minute to pray, and a to die