Luyện nghe bài hát Born In The Ghetto

Yeah, it's time,
time to speak the truth, maturity
Niggas gotta evolve to let know the real
Call real, ya gotta start speakin' about the real
This is Joe Crack, The Don an' this is what I'm to you

Yo, nowadays, I'm flirtin' with death
Lord, I gotta be 'cause after all this cryin'
How more hurtin's left?
When will the pain stop? depression an' anxiety
Is make me show another side of me

My niggas with me 'cause I'm the truth
There's benefits to with this clique
Don't fuck with you
Still they label me a an' a backstabber
But study the of crack, the shit don't add up

I'm bringin' to my community
Probably the rapper that cares
But still you out to me
Who you foolin', B? I'm for unity, Latins an'
you fathom the strength, we have of the two it attach?

Born together, alike
'Uncle Charm' politicians ain't holdin' us right
How could the same nigga be 20 years in
When it's the only thing that's risin' is unemployment?

Abortion, little kids kids
The school is failin' us, now ain't that some shit?
While the rich keep gettin' richer, the poor keep dyin'
I can't hide no more, the time has

I was born in the
Tremblin', tryin' to alive
'Cause when born in the ghetto
No one seems to hear cry

Brown skin, you I love my brown skin
Every day, I'm confronted racism
These motherfuckin' wanna bag us
An' have us shackled up in prisons

all the taxes I pay
You would think when stop us
They would have something to say
Than, "Get the fuck out the car, where the at?
All the jewelry, you wearin', where the guns at?"

Once search the car clean an' find nothin'
The same cops try to act like they know us or somethin'
Laughin', tellin' by the thousands
Two ago they tried to send us to the mountains

Leave my son a father, my wife without a husband
The more I think about it, man, just disgustin'
we live amongst 'em, everybody wants out
That's why we rap like we got spoons in our mouths

we ain't grow up on welfare
Nigga, don't go there, you probably wore Pro Players
We need to the youth, tell our seeds the truth
Too much to share, the minimum will exceed the proof

I was born in the
Tremblin', tryin' to alive
when you're born in the ghetto
No one seems to hear cry

Yeah, so pain
hard to stay alive, stay alive
Out in streets

Man, it can get so tough
Yeah, yes, it can, yes, it can,
It can get so hard, so hard, so