Luyện nghe bài hát Badlands

(McNeal/Jay G/Papalexis/Larossi/Benn/Yacoub/Swing)
I'm talking about the
Ain't but a sadland
I blame it on the city
But the put its mark on you
I see at the corner
As the
All of a sudden he's got a gun in his
Now in a wheelchair
of the Popsicleman
At the wrong place at the wrong
Now he
I to find some peace of mind
I need a rest, I need to
hangin' and bangin' goin' on
This ain't no hell, is my home
Talking about the
Ain't but a sadland
I blame it on the city
But the badlands put its on you
Bad Land!/You gotta know the muthaf-a/It can't be no one
beef muthaf-a/Can you feel me really/I hope you rocking mic's
/than you ain't dope/Check the masses who major in the
gunblast on yah filthy rich ass/cause you ain't cut class/
But they did/now they're f-n' showed no love/so
now their hearts are full hatred/And ain't trying to throw no
joints, or no bullsh.../Just drink liquor, hydro and just pull
sh.../Stay without the man, stack the grand/cause the plan done
work/Now we're from Uncle Sam/Blam! Take that on yah
way out. Yah days out - lights out!/Back to my hideout/You
inside out makes the inside edition/A is my tradition/Doin' you
in
appears courtesy of Dr. Records
"A lot of sad has happended to people that I know and
grew up with. of them are no longer with us. Everytime
I go back to N.E.OKC it dawns on me how sick it is it has
to be this way. I'm that Swing laid his fat rap on this
song and he voiced his opinion since he is from New York."