Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

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

Touch a meal ticket, a spot for good
Never, I still got for the neighborhood
And even though now it's with gunplay
on days like Bootsy I can't stay away
Cause if I shook like y'all on me
Then whose gon' stay and the way for the lil homies?
I can't my head on my folks
so I stay visible in these streets and try to hope
in the ghetto, raised in the ghetto
Got for the ghetto, I can't forget the ghetto
How come everytime we get change 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 back on these young G's
Now feel every word that I say, my cry
as I struggle out of thirst and search for days
[Ron
Might sound strange, but I can't run away
I run, run, run away!
I just can't run away
I run, run, run away
No I just run away
I can't run, run, away!

Another day another dollar, it good to look around
and see I'm by real riders
Childhood I ran with for years
Shared the same beer and over the same peers
Player swearin that all we all G's
off each others strength with these, the same cheese
No jealousy we all family like Sledge
Lace each other with game, so I can spin cans
Watch our kids together, as we get old together
Loc I mean this, let no one come in between
Keep our business among us, behind doors and closed
on we consider as foes
Outsiders exposed to your hustle
Plus I'm, never been one likely to em
No association, just dedication
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 can't run, I can't away!
No I just can't run
I run run run run runnnnnn away!