Luyện nghe bài hát Can-o-corn

Back in the days when I was a buck
Stuck like a truck gettin' shit luck
was rough and I didn't have a plan
I was barely on the of my life as a man

It's really fucked up when there's dope in the
No food in the kitchen for the motherfuckin'
That's why a young nigga how to steal, see
Shopliftin' me a whole lotta meals

But I remember days when the cupboard was
And life was unfair but who the cares?
I still hear momma, she used to tell me
That you don't get shit in this for free

And even if I never ever make it to the top
it! I fight for my hip-hop
Not everybody can relate to what I been
Even though some front and try to pretend to

Know about the of a kid and the strife
Where he has to live in the shadow of a base
Good to bad, bad goes to worse
And pretty soon he's from his own momma's purse

So clean out ya ears and open up your
I reach out to but somebody moved the sky
My is growlin', word is born
'Cause all I had for dinner was a

A can-o-corn,a
All I had for dinner was a
A can-o-corn, a
Before I went to school, I had a

A can-o-corn, a
I tried to get full off a
A can-o-corn, a
all the fuck that we had in the kitchen

A few later, I pledge a legions to the set
I'm up but I ain't grown yet
It's how the strain in a life filled with pain
Can leave a bitch stained on the brain

I'm sittin' in the restaurant, my food like a eagle
Pickin' up scraps like a
Waitin' on the at the next table to leave a tip
So I can put it in my

Phoney bunny, Santa Claus and the stork
We was poor as so we ate a lot of pork
And it no motherfuckin' way no how
When it come up, I let you me down

So I stick to the boots and I'm down a mad group
Of gangstas and hoodlums, but you can call 'em
Give me or give me death
a man without pride ain't got shit left

And now I'm older with kids of my own
I put me in the pot where it to be a bone
Get'cha together, word is born
'Cause a man live on a can-o-corn