Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain never goes
They say I should these streets behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord please send me an
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.
King of the now everybody see why
I'm just driving and how I survived here
And I ain't Dre and Eminem in five years
That sounds right, I live a crazy life
So black thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white
I could tell you the rims but I ain't here for that
Goin' out like Big and Pac I fear for
this lambo and put six holes in it
Shatter the glass and my body exposed in it
Lift the up and let all my demons out
And I can see my brother now cause that's I've been dreamin' bout
I ain't thinking bitches and pulling beamers out
I'm thinking about my sons everytime they leave the house
I know how to make it out the hood, seen the route
And heres the proof, me, and Serina out

Been holdin' this inside for so long
the rain never 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 place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to better

2]
I'm sitting on stairs at this church bout to start a verse
And somewhere in the world somebody bout to start a
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 saying snitch
But if you killed the nigga, help his 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 got the Dre beats
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 Mike Tyson and his baby
They their baby daughter and she was only three
She never got a chance to blossom on the family

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

3]
We got a new and I love that he black
But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the 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 through trials
And tribulations, I'm in this booth pacin'
What do I say next should I about some cars
Or the chapter of my life and show you all my scars
Or my bullet wounds, and my wounds
I show you I covered 'em up with tattoos
I can't do nothing but the truth
On probation smoking, patron before I hit the booth
You makin' songs for the club 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 this pain inside 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 me out of this place
Take me
Away, far to better days