Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

We live the life this ain't a fairytale
50 of my niggas are either dead or in jail
I know heaven awaits cuz we are in hell
funerals and waits somebody say a prayer
Write for the state give my the job
Without the facts don't know if this clear
With my health care ain't no in here
86 is a dog to prescribe a
tell me it's the white man I should fear
It's my own kind all the killing here
is motivation trails and tribulations
Created a monster now you gotta him
I hold you responsible for crack babies
Niggas stay strong sending all the block
Call us maybe a villains to raise me
Running life escape me chasing this paper daily

Like if I hustle I'ma going to die
It's so up all I can do is wonder why
Better
Scratch and scrape for a plate trying to a wait
If you in the jungle you become the pray
Is this the of the streets
be a victim either you get there or you leave
Better
Scratch and scrape for a plate trying to a wait
If you humble in the you become the pray

Is there a heaven for a real like me
I'm on a mission I ain't here to sightsee
See that's a gun in your pocket I'm it might be
I don't a damn if none of you bitches like me
keep killing us why the fuck we gotta kill each other
Agree or disagree even if we don't feel each other
My people are reason my people are being robbed
They afford to go out the hood to rob whitey
They they were lucky enough to have a job like me
It's fucked up they be you bro been working hard slightly
Instant oatmeal for breakfast lunch and too
I know they tired of shit I know I feel it too

Like if I hustle I'ma going to die
so fucked up all I can do is wonder why
Better
Scratch and scrape for a trying to make a wait
If you humble in the jungle you the pray
Is this the of the streets
Don't be a victim you get there or you leave
days
Scratch and scrape for a plate to make a wait
If you humble in the jungle you become the

The of engagement the coons and the gangstas
to the shakers jackass to the crankers
Keep wanting chamber
If you broken while swinging these treats ain't planned police ain't
For CPS your parents cross overdosed on heroine
So not even billing it's so overwhelming a kid no feeling
a soon a dealing man and soon he'll be killing
And we be damned if we gon in this bitch
nigga like we be stealing cars In this bitch
December 25th they robbed Santa in this bitch
They get it an dome back with the only way know how
I bet thought we was planned but I bet they know now
This is a stick up so get your ass sat on the floor now
If you give them your duty my people don't come to house
I'm clueless what you go make me put this gun in your

Like if I don't hustle going to die
so fucked up all I can do is wonder why
Better
Scratch and scrape for a plate trying to a wait
If you in the jungle you become the pray
Is the military of the streets
Don't be a victim you get there or you leave
days
Scratch and for a plate trying to make a wait
If you humble in the you become the pray