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 it, this 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 burning flames, da name,
eight when my life got merged with pain,
Still for the urge to change,
Mama me not to curse in vain,
Watch the you're saying,
a bitch, Ask Kurt Cobain,
Lil homie cut his wrist till da 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,
Mama stressed, she cry in her sleep, uh!
Jamaican,
Hardship my nation,
So I a ride to America, Dipping immigration,
on da slave ship to see us all make it,
Latin with cute 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, scars remain,
Now I'm from ya bars and chains,
So I ball, this for change,
Hustled in the pouring rain,
Da struggle da poor insane,
I'm so fly, so like a soaring plane,
Ghetto kids got for fame,
Keep ya head up, get ya bread up... 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 balling ends,
Reminiscing my past days,
Five 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 nobody wit us,
Do business a soldier,
Whipe da off my shoulders,
Got my holster gaining my composure,
Gon ride till over,
to Zala, word to Jennings, word to Craig, word to Nico,
Dem wanna stick us, wanna clip us,
Ya'll my niggaz and I love you my brother,
Send to my mother,
Cuz da streets could have had us when 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, only 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 high a soaring plane,
Ghetto kids got 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 Benz with 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 need powerful minds,
me go for mines,
My in a rap form,
Nas da platform,
I'm thankful, wanna rap for him, clap for him,
I'm here to flow for for dem hustlas, give to da babies,
Take da dough da greedy, give 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 can't it,
Why dem niggaz from da hood don't 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 drive da insane,
I'm so fly, so like a soaring plane,
kids got hopes for fame,
Keep ya head up, get ya bread up... focus man,
Yea, for real.