Luyện nghe bài hát Black Sunday

Lawd, me out now
We gotta get together, we Organize
No matter the
a black Sunday, hey

I used to watch my grandmother catch the Holy Ghost in
For her soul she search
years later, now I'm off to work
In a department store, I'm pants and shirts, ah

At the end of the week, ah,
Just enough loot to put some sneakers on my feet
That's when I a promise to my momma
I said, "I betcha, you see me at the Apollo one day and

Be kickin' that fat funk
Black, mackadocious, in the back trunk shit"
'Cause the boss is boss and need is me
To classes and I feel he spoke to me

To be a in the future
Then, who's shoot ya?
At this point in my life is where I chose to write
Instead of crimes

eighty-six to nineteen eighty-nine
Organized Konfusion did not get
But we will one day, until then
I return at twelve at noon on the track, black

Lawd, me out, ah
We gotta get together, we Organize
No the weather
a black Sunday

Yeah, remember losing a loved one, Lawd, help us to it over
Delete the pork cigarettes and cent soda
We came a long way and I'm still for my freedom
have one hundred miles to go, escape from

The crack villes, so you can feed baby
I used to ride the elevator the crazy lady
1 year later I made demo with the Monch
And [unverified] was on the fader, ran out quick

So I encouraged Monch to start rhymes
And Mrs. J cooked dinner, then we came into hard times
Sour contract shouldn't have been on the
Two apes escaped to L.A. with our demo tape

The of mind I was in since Paul Sea died is that
I get mines, representin' 40 projects
So I'm all-in, gotta make papes and all
Close my own deal 'cause I can't fall for that

Old snake shit in the grass
For the cash, cents, intuition listen
If you're missin' my money, my fist you will be
Dang, I don't even

Lord, me out now
We gotta get together, we organize
No matter the
It's a Sunday

it out
Like to say whassup to my herd
Like to say rest in to my man [unverified]
And rest in peace to my man, juice, three