Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

I up in the hood, infested with teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasin', scrapin'
By keepin' dust up noses an' caine homes, pipes an'
So they want they ride candy, just like the man

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

An' all this liquor hoein' brother an'
That I do but I want to got me losin' blessings
God said He'll take the next two steps if I the first
I did but in it to pick an' sellin' the

under my feet, lost faith an' jump in the street
Back to a rocks, dyin' 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 this road before
It the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down 'cause I'm too fast

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

You can clock my an' endless efforts up
Uplift me, an' branches catch draft
I'm choppin' down a path to walk down
Actually don't even know how talk
I'm tryin' to stop the next step, they drawin' the 'round

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

Let us bow, I the Almighty God for right now
For the strictor, through the tribulation an' trial
For sparin' me when the Devil was me
An' scarin' me, synonymous for me

An' to my family, the Dungeon
An' family, we all family
An' to me health an' home an' my son,
My tongue is my gun, revolutions begun

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

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

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

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

He gon' forgive you an' right
Now get me wrong, I like 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 dirt
to Church with a Devil tucked in your purse
Sittin' some leather from Atlanta, came up the prayer
Worried about sister, an' hair

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

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

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

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