Luyện nghe bài hát Bars Of Pain

Uh, yea, eh
You me?
This straight from my homie!
Cry all day,
For real, you know,
Life can be such a burden, day struggling,
If you're going through it, one is for you,
Don't give up, gotta keep ya head up yo, keep going,
For real,
Uh, yea, uh, yeah!

1

Straight out the flames, Lifestyle da name,
Only eight when my life got with pain,
Still searching for the to change,
Mama 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 pain my music,
You da why I do this,
for da meek, Ride for da streets,
Getting as we speak,
still stressed, she cry in her sleep, uh!
Jamaican,
Hardship my nation,
So I hitch a ride to America, immigration,
Hustled on da ship to see us all make it,
Latin chicks with faces, saw em all naked, uh!
When I die there's no heaven nor hell, is dead,
So get ya bread, and stress ya head.

Listen to my bars of pain, only remain,
Now I'm free ya bars and chains,
So I ball, this for change,
Hustled in the pouring rain,
Da struggle drive da insane,
I'm so fly, so high a soaring plane,
Ghetto got hopes 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 through the pain, my are my evidence,
Flossing in the Range, da never ends,
bout my past days,
Five years 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 like a soldier,
da dirt off my shoulders,
Got my holster gaining my composure,
Gon till it's over,
Word to Zala, word to Jennings, to Craig, word to Nico,
Dem wanna stick us, wanna clip us,
my niggaz and I love you like my brother,
Send to my mother,
Cuz da could have had us when times are the saddest,
I'm so stellar, so clever,
I'm far from ya rapper, I'm so better.

Listen to my bars of pain, scars remain,
Now I'm from ya bars and chains,
So I ball, calls for change,
Hustled in the pouring rain,
Da struggle drive da insane,
I'm so fly, so like a soaring plane,
Ghetto got hopes for fame,
ya head 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 Benz with ho's in it,
Holding it down cuz no limit, no gimmicks,
My in it,
Every day I 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 to flow for for dem hustlas, give hope to da babies,
Take da dough da greedy, give da dough to da ladies,
Be ya I promise,
On da is where you find us,
beat is so timeless,
Yo Todd, where you find
Got me supersonic,
puff on da chronic,
Till spliff done vanish,
Now I'm astonished,
I can't 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,
Hustled in the pouring rain,
Da struggle da poor insane,
I'm so fly, so high a soaring plane,
Ghetto got hopes for fame,
Keep ya head up, get ya bread up... focus man,
Yea, for real.