Luyện nghe bài hát AZiatic (Outro)

Yeah,
Realism of life in
Uh huh,

I wanna you
Uh huh
Fuck who's the baddest , the real could relate
Bigboys,
Nothing changed, they
The of the game
Realism of life in
The
I tell you
This is the essence right
Fuck the baddest, only the real could relate
AZiatic,
Nothing changed, know
I rep realness younahmean?
I wanna you
For the deceased, and those carrying the torch
Hold your head though, ya
again
I wanna you
of life in actuality
I wanna you
Fuck who's the baddest, only the could relate
Nothing changed, know
Realism of life in

I know, it get hard sometimes
we all looking for some kind of,
to into, but ahh,

From the corners of street, in hood and every ghetto
hood
I'm the proof of could be, if you try
If you try
on you
All the haters see,
Uh uhn
A niggas in misery
Uh uhn
But I'ma keep on doing me, I die

by the wrist and tied in the feet, so stressed
Wish I could die in my sleep
And Lord knows, thru his I done tried it wit peace
But it's like niggas ain't happy they find me deceased
Feel the grief, of a street, nigga turned to rap
And just applied that he learned from crack
I'm in now, it's life ain't no back, it been foul
So kinda concerns is that
Peep the signs of the eyes it tell it all
One of the few in the Streets was selling it raw
Made mistakes, but it me intelligent more
And how I move, you could still and tell I was poor
How can the hate from another man stop my
That's like another pimp thinking he can my hoe
I'm here now, just trying to and blow, couple of cars and lot's of Doe

From the corners of street, in every hood and every
I'm the proof of what be, if you try
If you try
All the wanna see
A niggas life in
But keep on doing me, 'til I die

One by one, 'em rise, seen 'em fall, you seen one nigga ball
you done 'em all
Even standup seen 'em lean and crawl
What makes a man fiend for more
itself is more than a trial or a quest
Intelligent wise, it's like I done ran the best
And very rarely, you can catch me casually -
I'm more relaxed in a hat and some
Doing me, been amongst some of the street's most men
Around for months then they again
Incarcerated, for the love of they acts
Criminals, cold-hearted, now fucing wit that?
we at? hit inside of a life that's rarely exposed
Spoken in codes for the killers that dose
Get yours, hit a then get indoors, get legit
Then hit stores

From the of street, in every hood and every ghetto
I'm the proof of what be, if you try
If you try
All the wanna see
A niggas in misery
But keep on doing me, 'til I die

So now it's on y'all, see, I figured it out
a few could say that they been in my house
And at my wall color, blend with my couch
I'm as low as you can go in the
When too deep, it's hard for the mind to relate
Some say I'm too street and way too wit the snakes
What make a man bigger that life, I'm his age
I'm a sinner but I'm nice some ways
Knee in what I speak ''cause I spit the truth
I become angelic I sit in the booth
Just a thought of all the ill sh*t lurk in streets
How can another real wanna work wit police
Bad enough you got thiefs and the beef is
I took an just to smoke, eat, sleep and fuck
Knowledge of self, I'ma do this of wealth
Regardless of how the deck and how the get dealth

From the corners of street, in every hood and ghetto
I'm the of what could be, if you try
If you try
All the wanna see
A niggas in misery
But keep on doing me, 'til I die