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 others to wonder why
His life was took at such an age
A young nigga who in a rage died by the gage

He used to on the street corners
His mom would always beg him to quit, but he didn't
As he got older, he got worse
'Til a 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 knew he wouldn't survive, but hey

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

He had a that he couldn't raise
And she will see her father again, 'cause he's in a grave
I think about [Incomprehensible]
"My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dealer"

How will the 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 when she

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

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

The got me guessin'
But the remains to be a question
He his life 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 Riviera
All I could see was a spittin' rounds
And the boy was screamin' as he fell to the ground

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

He laid there in silence
And all I was the siren
Paramedics up
Followed by a law man and in came a

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

Went to his brother on the North
Grab your shit, it's a hit, we're gonna a long ride
it up in the trunk
AK-47, M-11 and a

Rolled by [Incomprehensible] on Street
was lettin' out
"Yo you ain't shoot yet?", Watch me
Opened his trunk and a shotgun, he shot him

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

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

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

Hung it up and down Dagger
for the nigga he was after
By the he arrived at the scene
Malcolm was ready for

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

He fall so he fired
One to the middle of his skull, he's
A whole army out
niggaz all strapped out of one house

That how it happens in the
One died in the park in the paper
Shit gets deeper but
I guess you get a minute to pray, and a second to die