Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

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

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

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

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

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

It's time to admit, I 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

You can clock my an' endless efforts up
Uplift me, trees an' catch draft
When I'm down a path to walk down
Actually even know how talk sound
I'm tryin' to the next step, they drawin' the chalk 'round

Matter of factually, stand alone
With no entourage to me
God is my every existence, exhalation,
I'll pimp prophets, so profoundin', labels like contract me
I'm one of a kind, they gotta a satellite to contact me

Let us bow, I thank the God for right now
For the strictor, smile the tribulation an' trial
For sparin' me when the 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' an' my son, Kingston
My is my gun, revolutions already begun

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

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

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

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

He forgive 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 I'm blind
Can I get a

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

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

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

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

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