Luyện nghe bài hát Black Jesus

(Master P)
-Like 2Pac said, only God can me
-But I think black Jesus can help me

1 (Kane)

Six in the morning and I see the
Wish I died in my sleep didn't to open my eyes
To see this so fucked up for me
And my family, so hard but can earn a decent salary,
these bills keep whooping a ass
Spent my whole check trying to dress with
I found having to smoke weed just to chill
my parents got killed and I ain't cried still
All my niggas getting shot, peoples mama's smoking
And who the hell can stop these fucked up
They to overseaers and we like the slave bitches
Offer pussy to a nigga though they got AIDS
You jumping in that thatn you diving in the grave
White man the prison and the niggas come through
Like the motherfuckers giving out barbeque
Lock a nigga up for and say fuck you
Most of ya'll ain't make it pass the 12th
That's why you making minimum or slanging rocks for chump change
Alot of died for the right to vote
We don't use white devils taking nigga land and it
On top of that I think my uncle on
My boy Quay took a slug in his back
From another black now he in the coma trying to make it
on come on
My old lady think she I ain't got no cash for her
She probably fucking nigga I wouldn't put it past her
My mind got me like John Doe
Bitch ass niggas trying to me like a hoe
And now I'm rolling round on a steel dick
Bout to the trigger end it cause I'm tired of this bullshit
Know I'm saying grown men don't cry
But the ghetto got me wheeping like a I'm gone die on my knees

(Chorus)

Black tell me why this world so fucked up
Allah, tell me why this world so up
Black Jesus me why this world so fucked up for me
For me a

2 (Abel)

They say I was dealt some bad cards in this game of life
But before I take my trip I'm gone leave with them
Sending dime bags of weed, toting nines til nose
My nerve so bad I had to pop one of b's
I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch this mint disease
See the devil in a crack pipe at me
I seen a nigga shaking just lke he caught the holy
But he scored a gram of heroin for 80 bones
I got them stones, if you a hit you can't resist
Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on that
Do you care if you live or die, really I know
But if there's hell below I we all gonna go

(Chorus)

3 (Master P)

Tell me is this heaven, is this
I ain't LL, but all I is funeral bells
The ghetto's trying to kill me, a loser
A born hustler my a drug user
I'm from the projects or should I say the 3rd
Where fools into killing and fiends like androids
Hooked up with the twins or should I say & Abel
Trying to keep some change in my pockets, some on my table

4 (Silkk)

You know P your right
Cause Silkk was on the like last night
Niggaz doing anything selling drugs
to mugs smoking that glass pipe
I'm from a messed up where niggas don't live long
they parents out-live they
Rest in peace to my homie they like his wig
Now who walk that last mile to they death
Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was last breath
imaging your mom was prostituting your mom was smoking
Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't
I be like trying to keep the world and TRU
There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay

5 (Master P)

As I lay me to sleep
Black Jesus if you real, take me out ghetto g
its crazy its wicked
I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal,
They killing murder
Little in 3 inch girdles
And is just like Pac Man
Niggaz gumping up but who gone be the next man
To lose his shoes, I mean his life
Who gone think twice, in this ghetto life
Cause in the House, politicians run the country
But where I'm from in the ghetto's its bout money
Ice slanging
banging red and blue everybody's hanging
Niggas bout it, little kids get
But will I it out this ghetto, I doubt it

(Kane & talking)

I the devil trying to get me to sell my soul
He keep on walking with me, he keep on talking me
I think the devil's trying to get me to my soul
He trying to me with the bitches and money

Black Jesus jesus if you feel me
Than me and my ghetto people