Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

I came up in the hood, infested teenage hustlers
grinders, paper chasin', scrapin' busters
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 his hand
But they 'em to keep 'em life from they stand
Every prayin' for prayin' go as far as the ceilin'
Got me feel like I'm cursed 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 losin'
God said He'll the next two steps if I take the first
I did but in it to an' sellin' the spur

From under my feet, lost faith an' jump in the
Back to a rocks, dyin' to the chrome in the heat
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 ain't the first time, be the last
I gotta slow down I'm livin' too fast

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

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

Matter of factually, I'll alone
With no to back 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 a satellite to contact me

Let us bow, I thank the Almighty God for now
For the strictor, through 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' family, we all family
An' to me health an' an' my son, Kingston
My tongue is my gun, already begun

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 help
Still livin' with my momma, can't feed
Life about who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, about who pray

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

An' who to say that day ain't all awful
An' if you ballin', playa, it's only God's your coach
An' it 'bout 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 like LL, but God 'Da
He da greatest of all time, if I'm lyin' I'm
Can I get a

But we got to stop, we got to stop dirt
Comin' to Church with a tucked in your purse
Sittin' some leather Atlanta, came up finish the prayer
about sister, mom's 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 that's the moral there
In Sunday service, with a Bible, lie defer the

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

Well, all I
That I'd down this road before
It ain't the time, won't 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 ain't who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, it's who pray