Luyện nghe bài hát All I Know

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

That Veta tryin' not to bite his
But they 'em to keep 'em life from they stand
Every night for prayin' go as far as the ceilin'
Got me feel 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 want to got me losin'
God said He'll take the two steps if I take the first
I did but in it to pick an' sellin' the

From under my feet, lost faith an' in the street
Back to serve a rocks, dyin' to the in the heat
An' with Gs that take it to the block with 'em
Tellin' me, along 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 livin' too

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

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

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

An' to my family, the Dungeon
An' ya'll family, we all
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 before
It ain't the first time, be the last
I gotta down 'cause I'm livin' too fast

It's time to admit, I some help
Still livin' with my momma, feed myself
Life about who straight, who real, who fake
An' who gay, about who pray

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

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

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

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

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

But God her, we here to thank God
An' that's the step inside Holy thinkin'
I said step inside His Holy 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 gotta slow 'cause I'm livin' too fast

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