Luyện nghe bài hát Abortion

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I see you with your palms in your
But me, me, see me, I got the in my hands
I it spin on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a

I know name, yeah
Your name is
We in the belly of the
And she 'bout abortion

1]
I woke up morning, d*ck black hard
Ashed my blunt in my Grammy
You can your bullshit on your memory card
If this n*gga business, then you n*ggas unemployed
Jumped on the celly, Machiavelli
He says he was gravy, I say I was
in the mirror, said "You's an ill n*gga"
Then I ran to the money like and field n*gga
Now I think have me a coffee with six sugars
In a world full of and d*ck pullers
I'm tryna walk a straight line but the line
I'm shooting for the stars, astronauts bullets
Yeah, I bought a brand new
The hate is music to my ears, I got my shoes
we question shit that there is no answer to
But I just built a house on "I give a f*ck" Avenue

I see you your palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the in my hands
I make it on my finger, I'm a critical thinker
I'm a hell of a smoker, and a bit of a

I your name, yeah
Your is unimportant
We in the belly of the
And she thinking 'bout

2]
Down on the ceiling, up at the bed
Life is a gamble better check the spread
And when life sucks, I just enjoy the
I'm so sick of n*ggas, I need meds
on a hallelujah, thank you Jesus
Help me focus on the and not the previous
R, I'm a rebel with a reason
Sometimes you gotta the devil with a demon
is in the streets and it is up to my knees
Underground shit, I see myself as a
in the glass, and everybody's looking
But how can you get the picture, if you don't who took it?
This affairs, but who the hell cares?
Everybody's fighting positions, musical chairs
On the to redemption, you gonna use a few spares,
I'm just f*cking ready so I prepared

I your name, yeah
name is unimportant
We in the belly of the
And she thinking 'bout

And the rockets red glare, the bursting in air
Life is a roller coaster, but still
A blessing in is right before our eyes
But it is in disguise, we don't know that it's there

And I see you with palms in your pants
But me, me, see me, I got the world in my
I make it spin on my finger, I'm a critical
I'm a of a smoker, and a bit of a drinker

I your name...