Luyện nghe bài hát Can-o-corn

Back in the days when I was a young
Stuck like a truck gettin' outta luck
Times was rough and I have a plan
I was on the edge of my life as a man

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

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

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

about the life of a kid and the strife
Where he has to live in the of a base pipe
Good goes to bad, bad goes to
And pretty he's stealin' from his own momma's purse

So clean out ya ears and open up eyes
I out to touch but somebody moved the sky
My stomach is growlin', is born
'Cause all I had for was a can-o-corn

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

A can-o-corn, a
I to get full off a can-o-corn
A can-o-corn, a
That's all the fuck that we had in the

A few years later, I a legions to the set
I'm growin' up but I grown yet
It's funny how the strain in a life with pain
Can sometimes leave a bitch stained on the

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

easter bunny, Santa Claus and the stork
We was as fuck so we ate a lot of pork
And it ain't no way no how
When it come up, I let you bring me

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

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