Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been this pain inside for so long
Though the rain never away
They say I should these streets behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord send me an angel
To me out of this place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to better

1]
First thing I to do is say what up to T.I.
of the south now everybody see why
I'm driving and thinking how I survived here
And I ain't Dre and Eminem in five years
That sounds Shady right, I live a life
So many black thoughts I had to the mercedes white
I could tell you about the but I ain't here for that
Goin' out like Big and Pac I fear for
Take this lambo and put six in it
the glass and leave my body exposed in it
Lift the doors up and let all my out
And I can see my brother now cause that's what I've been bout
I thinking bout bitches and pulling beamers out
I'm thinking about my sons everytime they leave the house
I how to make it out the hood, I've seen the route
And heres the proof, me, and Serina out

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the never goes away
They say I should leave streets behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord send me an angel
To me out of this place
Take me
Away, far to better days

2]
I'm sitting on stairs at this church bout to start a verse
And somewhere in the somebody bout to start a hearse
me who inside it, who son is that
And how he get there now me who gun was that
I ain't saying confessed definetely ain't snitch
But if you killed the nigga, his mamma dig his ditch
I'm from a hood were niggas gotta keep there gun
And kids were Dre beats to the sound of gunshots
But at least got the Dre beats
Cause kids in africa ain't even got shoes on they
And I've seen it my own eyes
At the same time I'm picking off my own eyes
Can you that, if you can hear them buzzing
You can feel the in Mike Tyson and his baby mother
They lost their daughter and she was only three
She never got a chance to blossom on the tree

Been holdin' this pain for so long
Though the rain never goes
say I should leave these streets behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord please me an angel
To me out of this place
Take me
Away, far away to days

3]
We got a new president and I love he black
But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the at?
Now move the camera to New were the soldiers at
The water dried up well do you know your clap
We all juveniles, we all been through trials
And some tribulations, I'm in this booth
do I say next should I talk about some cars
Or the next chapter of my and show you all my scars
Or my bullet wounds, and my wounds
I can't you I covered 'em up with tattoos
I do nothing but spit the truth
On probation smoking, patron before I hit the booth
You makin' songs for the club when niggas
I'm 'em for the ride home, when niggas thinking
One minute you here, minute shit is tragic
And this a Jim Jonsin track now feel the

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain never goes
They say I should leave these streets me
But it's so to escape
Oh lord please me an angel
To me out of this place
Take me
Away, far to better days