Luyện nghe bài hát Church / Liquor Store

[Intro:

[Verse 1:
They ask you what's the and effect
Of doobies packed in they fat, now you calling
booby trapping the trap
The police pulling a pulley you fall for it you
Putty you shape, fuck running, you'll catch a case
I can't, relate to of my relatives
My genetics is felony, low and reselling it
They told me tell a story I'm "Why not mine?"
everybody taking pictures I'm like "Why not Vine?"
And growin' from the ground up, it look I'm a vine
It's rarity in my
I'm a fine, diamond in the rough type, rough type
Roughhouse in a roadhouse rugby
Lovely, when you hit a lick little kick like
Funny, that I hoop with all in county
Counting, black bodies hunt 'em down like bounties
Bound to, be on the block a little longer
They homies, this what home is, what don't kill ya make ya stronger
Obama, Jesus, Yeezus
He can save Chicago from the and the deacons
When the end
Yeah, dodged since pre-teens
Let's pretend we privileged not deceased,
Saba & Akenya]
It like funeral home, church, church, liquor store
Corner store, dread-head, dead leg, ditto, 10-4, ten from Cicero to Central
Was told, "let it go"
know who to hit though
Now that's church, barber shop, bottle I...got...from the store on Cicero
I 21 but he didn't know

2: Saba]
Bad habits of wrong places at wrong (times, times times...)
A stray bullet will take your first-born like the tenth plague, I'm the new
My phone line...forever for prayer
The fallen soldiers fell, they in my pen
And I do God
They say like Cooley High
From beginning to end Alpha and Omega
My city the same ghost that Lupe cry
Soon's you loosen up your grip you lost then lose your
I loosen a dread, from every time I gotta wash the cigarette smoke from my head
how I'm not dead
Going on 20 soon, they say I changed, a fitting room
I'm still the same kid didn't speak when we were in the school
I just got a mic now, I to a real nigga
I gotta wipe down, and fuck who you think I sound...like, I'm a legend in the making like the director's cut
Of I Am and I'm fed up with the fuck comparison
These don't got the truth that y'all want do they?
Think I'm lyin'? plan a trip to Chicago today
I was 15, they was with me
no logic in love, but there's no love in the streets

[Hook 2: Saba &
It look like funeral home, church, church, store
Corner store, dread-head, leg, ditto, sillou...-ette!
Chalk outline, sketch! not safe outside, when they want, your neck
Now that's church, barber shop, bottle I...got...from the liquor store on Cicero, I 21 but he didn't know

[Verse 3:
They sold prison the way they
Systematically
Erase all niggas, they so bulletproof the law
Law abiding citizen shot, Willie Lynch doing now
Made the new letters shiny, now we King Kunta
I hope the grave don't find me, I do my E&J
I do my time when it's timely, sometimes the bible like marmalade
My momma still sipping, politician owe Duck
A quacking new
They kept the melting pot inside the plot, watch
gentrified your neighbourhood no needs for cops, watch
Look at the pants, coffee shops and yoghurt stands
Consumerism, land
And on the other hand my land

[Hook: Saba &
It look like funeral home, church, church, store
Corner store, dread-head, leg -