Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Nineteen-ninety-eight, damn I believe it
Whoever thought, throughout the drama, we'd to see it
So of us done lost lives to the streets
As we reminisce I'm liquor for the deceased
Thinkin bout the that I spent with many of em
Hopin that the Lord let me see the
in this ghetto main, seekin better days
Fightin for my conscience, tryin to shake wicked ways
I know it's wrong but hard to change
All my life, all I knew was hustle and game
Lookin for answers ever I was a adolescent
Faced with rejection, age stressin
But now ten later with doodoo respect
I'm bustin million dollar raps and six digit
Showin love to my and my love don't change
a toast to you fakes, huh, here's to better days
[Ron
Might strange, but I just can't run away
I can't run, run, it might sound
but I can't run away
I can't run, no, run

Touch a meal ticket, a spot for good
Never, I still got for the neighborhood
And even though now infested with gunplay
on most days like I can't stay away
if I shook like y'all shook on me
Then whose stay and guide the way for the lil homies?
I turn my head on my folks
so I stay visible in these and try to give hope
Born in the ghetto, in the ghetto
Got for the ghetto, I can't forget the ghetto
How come everytime we get some in our can
we run away and try to out as far as we can?
I that jealousy's the devil's greed but you worse
than a devil when you turn your back on young G's
Now every word that I say, hear my cry
as I struggle out of thirst and search for days
Banks]
Might strange, but I just can't run away
I run, run, run away!
I just can't run away
I can't run, run, run
No I just can't run
I run, run, runnnnnn away!

Another day another dollar, it feels to look around
and see I'm surrounded by riders
comrades I ran with for years
Shared the same beer and tears over the peers
Player haters that all we all G's
off each others strength these, regulates the same cheese
No we all family like Sister Sledge
Lace each other with game, so I can beer cans
our kids grow together, as we get old together
Loc I mean this, let no one come in between
our business among us, behind doors and eyes closed
on those we as foes
Outsiders exposed to your hustle
Plus I'm, never been one likely to em
No negative association, just
to watch our paper sprout like this bud
[Ron
sound strange, but I just can't run away
I run, run, run away!
No I can't run away
I run, I can't runnnnnnn away!
No I just run away
I can't run run run run away!