Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

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

1]
First thing I to do is say what up to T.I.
of the south now everybody see why
I'm just driving and thinking how I here
And I ain't seen Dre and in five years
That sounds Shady right, I a crazy life
So many black I had to paint the mercedes white
I could tell you about the but I ain't here for that
Goin' out like Big and Pac I for that
this 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 that's 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 know how to make it out the hood, I've the route
And heres the proof, me, Venus and out

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

2]
I'm sitting on these stairs at this church bout to a verse
And somewhere in the world somebody to start a hearse
Tell me who inside it, who son is
And how he get now tell me who gun was that
I ain't saying confessed definetely saying snitch
But if you the nigga, help his mamma dig his ditch
I'm from a hood were niggas gotta keep gun cocked
And were Dre beats to stop 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 with my own
At the same I'm picking flies off my own eyes
Can you feel that, if you can them buzzing
You can feel the pain in Tyson and his baby mother
They their baby daughter and she was only three
She never got a to blossom on the family tree

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain never goes
say I should leave these streets behind me
But it's so to escape
Oh lord please send me an
To lead me out of place
Take me
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 the camera to New Orleans were the soldiers at
The water dried up well nigga do you know clap
We all juveniles, we all been some trials
And tribulations, I'm in this booth pacin'
What do I say should I talk about some cars
Or the next chapter of my and show you all my scars
Or my wounds, and my stab wounds
I can't show you I covered 'em up with
I can't do nothing but the truth
On probation smoking, drink patron I hit the booth
You songs for the club when niggas drinking
I'm make 'em for the home, when niggas thinking
One minute you here, next minute shit is
And this a Jim track now feel the static

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