Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Silence

I grew up in the same
got shot in the
i saw abrahams brain split on the
he jumped off the
right where the kids
sh*t we all strayed
i guess its deep urban decay
from my angle i can see ghetto burning
kid 16 burning the yay
mislearning the
i send a prayer for the

As i stand

watching the go round
how it always keeps me
is it supposed 2 be this, like this?
As we

to gain an edge in someone always seems to try
to in the way, is it supposed to be like this?

I come from a where
you cant tell whats around the
to jail, or fail
getting up
like them little black from bronxtale
well,as long as living in hell
in the streets will always
i can tell you a tales
documented and
and n*iggas can relate around the world
my nigga
with rounds in his chest
up in the atl
and the papers hate me
im to revoke the violence,
not promote the
this is my silence
and you can hear my screams than police sirens
im tynna fight
like my n*igga byron
just as long as i love and vibrant
i provail
and i shall not
i shall put my hands up in the end and say i done
time i tell, fo real

(Last verse from the heart)
I we need more stability
its like we're in the ghetto and its getting to me
to the point where im institutionalised
look in my
you'll see in it
but who can