Luyện nghe bài hát Angelic Wars

No ego trippin', just old
All up when I'm cold
'Cause pain up on my soul to be all I feel
Watchin' my fall apart was all I never wanted to see

I got love for one another
I'd kill for my only
Even though he might be
At times, I'm do what I got to do

To come through every scary
Just brought us closer kept us down
Remember days
southwest Atlanta wasn't even 'round

So out the to wet it
And say actin' brains, relaxin'
And steady stackin' and pistol
And is tired, and set it off

I don't be sittin' in a trap lil' peewees
Tell Mike, "Damn I'm 'bout to up my re-up money"
See, I used to wear my shoes until I couldn't no
Now I hit the store, when the get tore

I Calhoun jeans 'cause I don't like Calvin
I relate to my
To make you think 'bout my third album
This supposed to be the
When the moon and the sky turn
So this full circle

Black touch red
Red wire touch
Me and Big Slate got this wit some gator backs
And I'm thinkin' how much I make

He get the rims, I get the system and we leave him the
Ya know I'm sayin'
Who gives a damn catchin' a charge
It's been a since I seen my boys

One for my patnas who got out today
Back on the grind, did time, got that hide-away, okay
(That's right)
I got to say
Two times for the who just got away

It done got so quiet now, I can a rat piss
On cotton, one apple spoiled the
rotten
What it when you see the sun and the moon shinin'

At the time
This God's way, you dug your own
The path was laid
But you chose to go

Ay, out the war
up in a cold sweat
Through the same ol'
Genocide the inside, look a pit

You lie, killed nobody
Let's take it to the ol' school, no you
shakin' like a dog shittin' fish hooks
Don't

Can't help the look
It came the face
I used to steal from my
But now I'm

Went through the rat's pockets books, ooh
You missin' somethin' of
We you, got you
Jumpin', dumb bitch, you gets

Nobody knows the trouble I done
My homeboy MD write me the clink
24-7, hell or heaven, it no tellin'
Will it be mo' sunshine for the two time
gave him 10, do 3, seven year probation
Lord us not, unto no temptation

know how it be
You make a monkey move, lay on the street
You'll me
They care nuttin' 'bout you

In that cold
Can't do but take what them folk give me
I'm dead
Them folk givin' time
Just to us the good Lord keep lettin' the sunshine

One time for them who got out today
And my folks on
Raw westward Olympian Way
Uh, huh and I got to say
Two times for the crook who got away

Uh, huh, that
Uh, huh, that