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

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

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

A cold night in his hood, he had a
The brother he was squabblin' with, had his ankle
him out in the driveway
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 and help the brother
He chose the wrong way and that's the he took
Born and brought up as an but he died as a crook

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

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

the thought of a kid livin' fly fucks me up
When his girl has to raise a bastard
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 all she wanted
Who drove a Jag or a Benz so she flaunt it

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

It was crazy how it
Some niggaz by in the Riviera cappin'
All I could see was a pistol rounds
And the boy was just screamin' as he to the ground

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

He just laid 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 back at it

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

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

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

Reached in his coat and 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 Shit
Hah, man fuck that
Went to the store to use the pay
up Mack, "Aiyyo, J.D. homey"

Hung it up and rolled down
Headin' for the he was after
By the he arrived at the scene
Malcolm was for anything

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

He didn't so he fired
One to the middle of his skull, expired
A whole army out
Twenty-seven all strapped out of one house

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