Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain never away
They say I should leave streets behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord send me an angel
To lead me out of 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 driving and thinking how I here
And I ain't Dre and Eminem in five years
That sounds Shady right, I a crazy life
So black thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white
I could tell you about the rims but I ain't for that
out like Big and Pac I fear for that
Take this 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 been bout
I thinking bout bitches and pulling beamers out
I'm thinking about my sons safety they leave the house
I know how to make it out the hood, seen the route
And the proof, me, Venus and Serina out

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain goes away
say I should leave these streets behind me
But it's so to escape
Oh lord please me an angel
To lead me out of place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to 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 definetely ain't saying snitch
But if you killed the nigga, his mamma dig his ditch
I'm from a hood were niggas gotta keep gun cocked
And kids were Dre beats to stop the sound of
But at least they got the Dre
Cause kids in africa ain't got shoes on they feet
And I've seen it my own eyes
At the same I'm picking flies off my own eyes
Can you feel that, if you can hear buzzing
You can feel the pain in Mike Tyson and his baby
They lost their daughter and she was only three
She never got a to blossom on the family tree

Been holdin' this pain for so long
Though the rain never away
They say I should leave these streets 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

3]
We got a new president and I love that he
But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the at?
Now move the to New Orleans were the soldiers at
The water up well nigga do you know your clap
We all juveniles, we all been through some
And some tribulations, I'm in this booth
What do I say next 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 you I covered 'em up with tattoos
I can't do nothing but the truth
On probation smoking, drink 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 feel the

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain goes away
They say I should leave these behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh please send me an angel
To lead me out of this
Take me
Away, far away to days