Luyện nghe bài hát Broke +-

Can I do my
Can I be
Can I chase grip without looking too big for my bridges?
Am I too
The vision my pugilistic insisted
food from them tools he's so choose to use

Now, Harriet Tubman say she a thousand slaves
Could've freed a thousand if they was aware of the chains
What's under the rugs unexplained
is mostly taboo
Even when it's back at you like a enemy tattoo

to play the statue
I take action quitting until I reach my point of satisfaction
Not a crap what happens
I'm just a of a winning family, call me Marlon Jackson
As I'm hard to get my spin right

Morphine and and dollar pain
don't change the diagnosis
Pessimistic thoughts, the bricks
We trying to find hope
Most my be feeling the same
me a light, let's smoke
You either chasing this dirty money or living righteous

B is for the blood, R is for the
O is for the oppression, K is for the kush, needed just to
E is for the evolution, it's for this
Now have you ever been broke, sick of losing?

The damage is done, but to blame?
pointing, naming names
Nobody to pay that full admission to ride the gravy train
is a part of life, happens daily, gotta face the pain
I be limping through it with lacerations, my ankles sprained

Can't rely on politics, or that 1% to gain
giving kibbles to let them own your life for 8 hours
Poison get to waters, make it hard, safely showers
Nobody put in place to it straight, so now we slang powder

Chasing paper, lasers at the opposition
Can't play with these and say you positive
It's a
I ain't have no pot to in
Had to make some decisions
of dealing with these broke conditions

B is for the blood, R is for the
O is for the oppression, K is for the kush, just to cope
E is for the evolution, it's for this
Now have you ever been broke, sick of losing?