Luyện nghe bài hát Breezeway Ritual

Ghetto in the way I
Uncle, uncle, my ship
in the way I think
Hide my troubles, my shit don't
Ghetto in the way I
Watch me groove, sing my blues
in the way I talk

My still give God the glory
Shot by the depository
Never heard one of grandfather's
Permanent sadness, mourning
22 grandkids, one
the stove on cause we done with darkness
Social workers want sons with fathers
they visit, people bite they tongue the hardest
Magnet programs,
Illinois, Texas,
a hand drum, half accordian
Eagle, phoenix, dragon,
American, Merovingian
Made of black bones and obsidian
10 tall, not scared of any men
blow up but will not go flat
They do not know
They try to ask the why the pot so black
little in the middle but I got yo back

Secret in america
it all down just to tear it up
What if there's a god but scared of us?
What if there's a god but scared of us?
So pairing up
They just sit and stare at us
What if there's a god but scared of us?
if there's a god but they scared of us?

My mama's
My daddy's
that I
Don't
I'm fly
I'm big
And I did everything
I did
And I'm a kid
And I'm old
I collect my blood in a Jello
And forever
To the nth
Too
Too
In school
Late for
I stayed awake
I go to church
But they a plate
We say a word
they debate
Or god exists
Or whether Masons pray to an
Cause I got the
The unlocked
Of the knowledge is
I the angles
How complement
Subatomic particles do not commit, on

in the way I drink
Uncle, uncle, my ship
in the way I think
Hide my troubles my shit stink
in the way I talk