Luyện nghe bài hát Bars Of Pain

Uh, yea, eh
You me?
This straight my heart homie!
Cry all day,
For real, you know,
can be such a burden, every day struggling,
If going through it, this one is for you,
give up, gotta keep ya head up yo, just keep going,
For real,
Uh, yea, uh, yeah!

1

Straight out the burning flames, da name,
Only eight when my got merged with pain,
Still searching for the to change,
told me not to curse in vain,
Watch the words saying,
Life's a bitch, Ask Cobain,
Lil homie cut his till da nurses came,
Strange!
Don't be foolish, feel my through my music,
You da why I do this,
Shine for da meek, for da streets,
high as we speak,
Mama stressed, she cry in her sleep, uh!
Jamaican,
Hardship my nation,
So I a ride to America, Dipping immigration,
Hustled on da slave to see us all make it,
Latin with cute faces, saw em all naked, uh!
I die there's no heaven nor hell, dead is dead,
So get ya bread, and don't ya head.

Listen to my bars of pain, only remain,
Now I'm free ya bars and chains,
So I ball, calls for change,
Hustled hard in the rain,
Da drive da poor insane,
I'm so fly, so high a soaring plane,
Ghetto kids got for fame,
ya head up, get ya bread up... Keep focus man,
Yea, uh, yeah.

2

My so heaven sent,
so eloquent,
Cry president,
is my regiment,
Been the pain, my scars are my evidence,
Flossing in the Range, da never ends,
Reminiscing my past days,
years back on da block struggling all day,
Sold weed in da way,
Mom got furious,
Da got me curious,
Me and Zala making rounds, can't fool wit us,
Do business a soldier,
Whipe da off my shoulders,
Got my while gaining my composure,
Gon ride till over,
Word to Zala, word to Jennings, to Craig, word to Nico,
Dem cops wanna stick us, wanna us,
Ya'll my niggaz and I love you my brother,
Send to my mother,
Cuz da streets have had us when times are the saddest,
I'm so stellar, so clever,
I'm far ya average rapper, I'm so better.

Listen to my of pain, only scars remain,
Now I'm from ya bars and chains,
So I ball, this for change,
Hustled hard in the rain,
Da struggle da poor insane,
I'm so fly, so high a soaring plane,
kids got hopes for fame,
Keep ya up, get ya bread up... Keep focus man,
Yea, uh, yeah.

3

So real, so timid,
to be made, I'm so in it,
Success... I'm in it,
I'm so finish,
Hop in da with four ho's in it,
it down cuz there's no limit, no gimmicks,
My in it,
day I write a write a rhyme,
Look how I da times,
Da streets powerful minds,
me go for mines,
My in a rap form,
Nas da platform,
I'm thankful, just wanna rap for him, for him,
I'm here to for for dem hustlas, give hope to da babies,
Take da dough from da greedy, da dough to da ladies,
Be ya I promise,
On da block is you find us,
This is so timeless,
Yo Todd, where you find
Got me supersonic,
Gotta on da chronic,
Till that done vanish,
Now I'm astonished,
I stand it,
Why dem from da hood don't value their family,
Now da is in panic.

Listen to my of pain, only scars remain,
Now I'm from ya bars and chains,
So I ball, calls for change,
hard in the pouring rain,
Da struggle da poor insane,
I'm so fly, so high a soaring plane,
kids got hopes for fame,
Keep ya head up, get ya bread up... focus man,
Yea, for real.