Luyện nghe bài hát Back Against the Wall

Tryin to it..
been a long road
Sic-Wid-It

[Master P &
UNNNNNNNNNGGGGGHHHHH! (C'mon, ooh)
Y'all feel that? (I feel it playboy, I you)
It's real out here 40 (It's Pee!)

I'm out here in the slums where thugs be usin, ghetto
like, up candy canes
on top of a dried up JCPenney pee-stained mattress
Whatever it takes to survive, see that's what I
Like slippin and in the grocery store
and out of court
Soft white coke-a-plants turn hard solidses
Thirty-eight snub nosed grip lay nijjas on they wallets
The saga continues, the struggle's just
And it's hard to up to snotty folks, cause THEY be sinnin
'Pac gone, Biggie gone, Seagram -- and we also lost Eazy-E
one of the gangster rappers of all time
to the most and deadliest disease in history since cancer
To Acquired Immune Syndrome, tombstone
From the shift, RBL's Mister C
One love, to Ron and Plann B
Victims of the (unnngggggggghhhhhh)
Po' out a liquor

Chorus: 2X

It's not the same, this world is
We out here goin it all
Everything must change, it's gettin
Got our backs the wall

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UNGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHH, I shed tears for 40, some for anger
Seen bloodshed by crooked cops, and
Feel my pain (unnnggghhh) only change it
and money, cars, and bitches got me trapped in this game
And my lil' homies ballin, picture me
and momma in the screamin and crawlin
Is there a heaven or
To ghetto kids in the anky only will tell
And jealousy, and envy, with money
crooked, politicians, run the country
And it's a, damn shame to see my, weeples
Now they teach us ebonics, what english and spanish
I couldn't, live my behind bars and gates
While the government a game called process to eliminate

Case #246, shootin in an inhabited
They was steady complainin about the dope
But ain't never been evicted, or convicted
They ain't never subpeonaed to court, or arrested
Shackled like an for pushin rocks
Dang choked to death by motorcycle cops
sprayed and laughed at like that shit was funny
Pregnant breezy down on her tummy
Do you ever think I'll be able to get
a chance to repent and ask the lord for
he close the casket, will my son end up growin up
without a will he end up bein a bastard?
A bastard -- that's a question (unggggggggghhhh!)
I don't know, I know