Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been holdin' this inside for so long
the rain never goes away
They say I should leave these streets me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord send me an angel
To lead me out of this
Take me
Away, far to better days

1]
First thing I to do is say what up to T.I.
King of the south now see why
I'm just driving and how I survived here
And I seen Dre and Eminem in five years
That Shady right, I live a crazy life
So many thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white
I could tell you about the rims but I ain't for that
Goin' out like Big and Pac I fear for
Take lambo and put six holes in it
Shatter the glass and my body exposed in it
Lift the doors up and let all my out
And I can see my brother now cause what I've been dreamin' bout
I thinking bout bitches and pulling beamers out
I'm about my sons safety 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 inside for so long
Though the rain goes away
They say I should leave these behind me
But it's so to escape
Oh lord please send me an
To lead me out of this
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 world somebody bout to a hearse
Tell me who inside it, who son is
And how he get there now tell me who gun was
I ain't saying confessed definetely saying snitch
But if you killed the nigga, help his mamma dig his
I'm from a hood were niggas gotta keep there gun
And kids were Dre beats to stop the 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 time I'm picking flies off my own eyes
Can you that, if you can hear them buzzing
You can feel the pain in Tyson and his baby mother
They lost baby daughter and she was only three
She never got a chance to on the family tree

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

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

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