Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been holdin' pain inside for so long
Though the rain 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 away to better

1]
First I want to do is say what up to T.I.
of the south now everybody see why
I'm just and thinking how I survived here
And I ain't seen Dre and in five years
That Shady right, I live a crazy life
So many black thoughts I had to paint the white
I could you about the rims but I ain't here for that
Goin' out Big and Pac I fear for that
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 that's what I've dreamin' bout
I ain't thinking bout bitches and pulling out
I'm about my sons safety everytime they leave the house
I know how to make it out the hood, I've the route
And heres the proof, me, and Serina out

Been this pain inside for so long
Though the rain goes away
They say I should these streets behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord please me an angel
To me out of this place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to days

2]
I'm sitting on these stairs at this church bout to start a
And in the world somebody bout to start a hearse
Tell me who it, who son is that
And how he get now tell me who gun was that
I ain't saying definetely ain't saying snitch
But if you the nigga, help his mamma dig his ditch
I'm from a hood niggas gotta keep there gun cocked
And kids were Dre beats to the sound of gunshots
But at least they got the Dre
Cause kids in africa ain't even got shoes on they
And seen it with my own eyes
At the same 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 their baby and she was only three
She got a chance to blossom on the family tree

Been holdin' this pain for so long
Though the rain never away
They say I should leave these behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord please send me an
To lead me out of this
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to days

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

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