Luyện nghe bài hát Church / Liquor Store

[Intro:

[Verse 1:
They ask you the cause and effect
Of doobies packed in they fat, now you collect
They booby trapping the
The police pulling a pulley you for it you silly
Putty you outta shape, fuck running, you'll a case
I can't, to half of my relatives
My is felony, buying 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 like I'm a
rarity in my realness
Yeah I'm a fine, in the rough type, rough type
Roughhouse in a like rugby
Lovely, when you hit a lick little like Chun-Li
Funny, kids that I with all in county
Counting, black bodies hunt 'em down look bounties
Bound to, be on the a little while longer
They homies, this what home is, what don't kill ya make ya stronger
Obama, Jesus, Yeezus
He can Chicago from the demons and the deacons
it's the end
Yeah, dodged precincts pre-teens
pretend we privileged not deceased, addicted
[Hook: Saba &
It look 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"
Didn't 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

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

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

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

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