Luyện nghe bài hát Be A Man

Yeah it's Digital
Just over The City
I came across this, this, this man
He was talkin look down below

Sure of yourself risin, prices of food
countries movin in USA, enterprisin
Snatchin mic then speakin, while you might be leakin
Then losin the luxury, man be seekin
Thought he was so smarthoe's cheatin, fall apart
Fuckin a hundred bitches couldn't mend a heart
as a soda jerk job, as a mail clerk
Fucked this white bitch in the office, got from work
Nine-to-five, government high taxes, police
Beauracatic attackin black Asiatics, resident bad plumbin
Cocaine got my brain numb an' complained 'bout cummin'
Pussy stay hummin$200 parkin, out of state warrants
High blood pressure pills prescribed by Dr.
Got me gainin weight, fuckin up my kidney
Cousin at school Allah wit me
Peoples' eyes closed like envelopes by membership
With unpaid doctor
Framed got shot and killed, cops pills
Three pair cotton, closet, cabinet of No Frills
Mo' bills, sister got evicted from Park
a hole inside the NARC wheels
My dogs bark, still carry steel
And unmarked bills, I'm from the uncut, dope, found on reels
Bobby Digital may switch to Bobby Steels
Rusty .38's, rust inside the herb gate
So Hungry, son, 'bout to shrink down to a weight
break out, where's the blue ointment, face-to-face appointments
Un-proudly in the church paid for
Bet the checks come late
About to with her man
In City+, +Domestic Violence+ excavates
Get a highest ratio in five
The idea is to plant
Boy you slap yo' bitch, po-lice is there to you or snuff you
They bust you
Cause your hoe snatched money up, didn't want to fuck you
We learn to communicate, and unificate
Stop the black on black, hate on
White on white, on white
Put the love in
I'm up, blasted inside the strip club
Shorty wop, fifteen year old, all she needed was
And mo' dough so she won't to show her knotty afro
Collect call from my son to now, he blow trial
cut, and cop out to a 3 to 6
Bad situations, bein a man is hard
Somethin'll get out, I mean, yo
Got crack in spots with vaccine shots
Black teens drop out of high school, white teens stock
With bonds they can't put word on
20 Years, shorty wop, 'bout to swerve on
Up in the crib, new fridge, pig
Two kids, pawned older cat who looked like Calvin Coolridge
But got splat in his last year
Robbin' his jewel inside the diamond
No one got convicted, they never found the biscuit
I'm booby by the capitalists
to subsist, sometimes happiness is hot grits and catfish
Or a bowl of Cookie Crisp, I got harassed by this bitch
Talkin' 'bout I couldn't put my feet on the fire
To tie my kicks, $50 ticket, 'bout to and picket
And shout at the City Hall, motherfuck the
Too greedy, give to the needy, on my luck
'Bout to jab a board, that's when Bobby Digi seen me
Said, Yo son, don't stress out over no one, the slogan
is half the battle, that's one to grow on
And be counterfeit
It's a bad situation bein a man, but we got to handle it
Bad when you ain't bein a man