Luyện nghe bài hát Claiming The City

Life moves fast,
You don't and look around once awhile you could miss it.
Look, I've been from my city, the city's changes aint pretty
Theys be playing the dizzy.
corners, the city's forgotten its warriors,
who died young, i aint taking the sun is before us.
I rhyme, bodies spread lies in the boarders of concrete and glass
foul hearted aiming their gas.
My head hangs low but my hope goes slaying the past
And i couldn't glade to the pack.
We the same kids be sending to invade Iraq, and the per say to crack.
I got Gray Goose and OJ in the glass.
The last day before my cousin hit the pen the swing,
I came back to the town just to be down the king.
And is surrounding it seems,
Just then he find out it his baby fell off a balcony.
Images of involving is drowning me.
Lost souls and I let go until no
the same that rules double bello
black, yellow
southsiders the devil hello
and by and it hurts to much to ask why.
From places of to the space with no pity the force is changing our city,
one day at a time.
If I don't whats been given,
what can I say to my children who gonna be this city,
one day at a time.

I grew up on Hill
with two and two cars.
They had a beautiful marriage, we even had a set in our yard.
My mom didn't have a job, because my dad made enough money that we could live and he could support us.
Now, he commute to Tacoma, so we we be good.
But then I everybody looked just like me in my neighborhood.
I go to school, was diverse.
But indeed us, I got sandwiches and carpi suns well my friends ate their lunch.
crazy trying to look back, cause when I was growing up
I didn't understand the fact was there's something called a status.
And my friends wanted my financial bracket.
And then my divided,
from to neighborhood
polarized but we claim we're progressive.
The shoot in the hood but never once in my residence.
As a white person been shot at stopped in a Lexus.
And to think that we have claimed so much has changed
since Brown verses the bored of and Roe verses Wade.
But my way it all stays the same,
they figured out a way to septate the black and white ways.
places of plenty to the space with no pity the force is changing our city,
one day at a time.
If I don't whats been given,
what can I say to my who gonna be claiming this city,
one day at a time.
From places of plenty to the with no pity the force is changing our city,
one day at a time.
If I don't change been given,
what can I say to my who gonna be claiming this city,
one day at a time.

Say its the richest in the world,
riding, its a pimp city in the shadows of Amazon's office site.
And the jungle the slide in Jose Rizas park.
Its hard in the with a trail to a place over I-5
where families survive, most my life we'd known about it
development.
They kick them folks out and move them around every chance they can so sacred of homelessness but ignoring them aint goin to change it
And tearing down decks aint gonna make your ass safer.
For all paper wasting, just to build up Safeco,
while Garfeild High School remains like a slave.
Oh, we up on hope a long time ago son.
I woke on this floor after hours before, mind racing like a child torn in war zones.
With every challenge we need to manage and understand this balance I can't fall or falter.
Brother, I'm just the author and no amount of words offered is ever enough alter this system swallowing souls broke my own folks from up coast.
Only close of what America was supposed to be.
But works for rich only the in reality.
Take my back to what they were running from before, when they left that war.
Same shit, continent.
Home don't anymore.
Home exist anymore.
The 206 is just aint the same.