Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

I came up in the hood, infested with teenage
grinders, paper chasin', scrapin' busters
By keepin' up noses an' caine homes, pipes an' cans
So they they ride candy, painted just like the man

That Veta tryin' not to bite his
But they need 'em to keep 'em life from stand
Every night for prayin' go as far as the ceilin'
Got me like I'm cursed from this heart that I'm dealin'

An' all this hoein' brother an' goose-neckin'
That I do but I don't to got me losin' blessings
God said He'll take the next two steps if I take the
I did but in it to pick an' the spur

From under my feet, lost faith an' jump in the
Back to serve a rocks, dyin' to the chrome in the
An' runnin' with Gs that it to the block with 'em
Tellin' me, with my greens, up like pot nickel

Well, all I
That I'd been this road before
It the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow 'cause I'm livin' too fast

It's to admit, I need some help
Still with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who straight, who real, who
An' who gay, it's about who

You can my consistent an' endless efforts up
Uplift me, trees an' branches draft
When I'm choppin' a path to walk down
don't even know how talk sound
I'm tryin' to stop the next step, drawin' the chalk 'round

Matter of factually, I'll stand
no entourage to back me
God is my existence, exhalation, exactly
I'll pimp prophets, so profoundin', don't like contract me
I'm one of a kind, they gotta find a to contact me

Let us bow, I thank the God for right now
For the strictor, smile the tribulation an' trial
For me when the Devil was darin' me
An' scarin' me, synonymous for me

An' to my family, the Family
An' ya'll family, we all
An' to me health an' home an' my son,
My tongue is my gun, revolutions already

Well, all I
That I'd been this road before
It ain't the time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down I'm livin' too fast

time to admit, I need some help
Still livin' with my momma, can't myself
Life ain't who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, about who pray

All I know is charge cards, an' clothes
Man, it's all for
An' all could go an' when gone, you alone
Runnin' up yo cell phone, God for

An' who to say day ain't all awful close
An' if you ballin', playa, it's only because your coach
An' it don't the lies you hold, laws you broke
Things ya drink, dank an' you smoke

He gon' you an' that's right
Now don't get me wrong, I LL, but God 'Da Goat'
He da greatest of all time, if I'm lyin' I'm
Can I get a

But we got to stop, we got to doin' dirt
to Church with a Devil tucked in your purse
Sittin' leather from Atlanta, came up finish the prayer
Worried sister, mom's an' hair

All the way worried bout what sister, mom gon'
This ya boy or should they the martyr there?
It don't matter, at that's the moral there
In service, with a Bible, lie defer the South

But God her, we here to thank God
An' that's the step inside Holy Church
I said step inside His Holy Church
We all God's Property an' not just Kirk

Well, all I
That I'd been down road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the
I slow down 'cause I'm livin' too fast

It's time to admit, I some help
Still livin' my momma, can't feed myself
ain't about who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, about who pray