Luyện nghe bài hát Be A Man

Yeah Bobby Digital
floatin over The City
I came across this, this, this man
He was talkin about down below

Sure of risin, prices of food skyrisin
Foreign countries in USA, enterprisin
Snatchin mic then speakin, while you might be leakin
Then the luxury, average man be seekin
Thought he was so smarthoe's cheatin, fall apart
Fuckin a hundred bitches mend a broken heart
Start as a soda jerk job, as a clerk
Fucked white bitch in the office, got fired from work
Nine-to-five, government taxes, police dispatches
Beauracatic black Asiatics, resident with bad plumbin
Cocaine got my brain numb an' bitch 'bout cummin'
Pussy stay hummin$200 parkin, summer's out of warrants
High blood pills prescribed by Dr. Lawrence
Got me gainin weight, up my right kidney
Cousin at school Allah wit me
Peoples' eyes closed envelopes by folk membership
With unpaid doctor
Framed got shot and killed, cops pills
Three pair cotton, closet, cabinet of No Frills
Mo' bills, got evicted from Park Hill
Punch a hole inside the wheels
My dogs bark, carry dark steel
And unmarked bills, I'm from the uncut, dope, found on director's
Bobby Digital may switch to Bobby Steels
Rusty .38's, rust inside the herb gate
So Hungry, son, 'bout to down to a bird's 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 separate her man
In +The City+, +Domestic Violence+
Get a highest ratio in five
The is to plant fear
Boy you slap yo' bitch, is there to cuff you or snuff you
might bust you
Cause your hoe snatched your up, didn't want to fuck you
We learn to communicate, and unificate
Stop the on black, hate on hate
White on white, black on
Put the love in
I'm blunted up, blasted the strip club
Shorty wop, fifteen old, all she needed was love
And mo' so she won't have 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 fiends in with vaccine shots
teens drop out of high school, white teens sellin stock
With bonds they put their word on
20 Years, wop, pussy 'bout to swerve on
Up in the crib, new fridge, pig
Two kids, pawned this older cat who looked like Coolridge
But got splat in his back year
Robbin' his jewel inside the district
No one got convicted, heard never found the biscuit
I'm booby by the capitalists
to subsist, sometimes happiness is hot grits and catfish
Or a bowl of Crisp, I got harassed by this rookie bitch
Talkin' I couldn't put my feet on the fire hydrants
To tie my kicks, $50 ticket, 'bout to and picket
And shout at the Hall, motherfuck the wicked
Too greedy, give to the needy, on my luck
'Bout to jab a ouija board, that's when Bobby seen me
Said, Yo son, don't stress out no one, learn the slogan
Knowledge is 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 situation you ain't bein a man