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 collect
They trapping the trap
The police pulling a you fall for it you silly
Putty you outta shape, fuck running, you'll catch a
I can't, relate to of my relatives
My genetics is felony, buying low and 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
It's in my realness
Yeah I'm a fine, diamond in the rough type, type
Roughhouse in a like rugby
Lovely, you hit a lick little kick like Chun-Li
Funny, kids that I hoop with all in
Counting, black bodies 'em down look like bounties
Bound to, be on the a little while longer
They homies, this what home is, what don't kill ya make ya stronger
Call Obama, Jesus,
He can save Chicago from the demons and the
it's the end
Yeah, dodged precincts since
Let's pretend we not deceased, addicted
[Hook: Saba &
It look like home, church, church, liquor store
Corner store, dread-head, dead leg, ditto, 10-4, ten foes from Cicero to
Was told, "let it go"
Didn't know who to hit
Now church, barber shop, bottle I...got...from the liquor store on Cicero
I ain't 21 but he know

[Verse 2:
Bad habits of wrong at wrong times (times, times times...)
A stray bullet take your first-born like the tenth plague, I'm the new Pharoah
My phone line...forever open for
The fallen ain't fell, they in my pen
And I do God
They say preach like Cooley
From to end that's Alpha and Omega
My the same ghost that made Lupe cry
Soon's you up your grip you lost then lose your life
I loosen a dread, from every time I gotta wash the cigarette smoke from outta my
how I'm not dead
Going on 20 soon, they say I changed, that's a fitting
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 legend in the making the director's cut
Of I Am and I'm fed up with the fuck comparison
These niggas don't got the truth that y'all do they?
Think I'm lyin'? Then plan a trip to today
I was 15, was fucking with me
no logic in love, but there's no love in the streets

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

3: Noname]
They sold prison the way pipeline
lifeline
Erase all niggas, they so bulletproof the law
Law abiding citizen shot, Willie Lynch doing now
Made the new letters shiny, now we pray King
I hope the grave don't me, I do my E&J kindly
I do my time when it's timely, sometimes the bible like marmalade
My momma sipping, politician owe Donald Duck
A quacking new
They kept the melting pot 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 other my momma land

[Hook: & Akenya]
It look like home, church, church, liquor store
store, dread-head, dead leg -