Luyện nghe bài hát Claiming The City

Life pretty fast,
You stop and look around once awhile you could miss it.
Look, been away from my city, the city's changes aint pretty
still be playing the dizzy.
Forgotten corners, the city's its warriors,
who young, i aint taking the sun is shining before us.
I rhyme, rotten bodies spread lies in the boarders of and glass
foul hearted police aiming gas.
My head hangs low but beats my hope goes the past
And days i couldn't to the pack.
We the same they'd be sending to invade Iraq, and the per say to crack.
I got that Gray and OJ in the glass.
The last day my cousin hit the pen down the swing,
I came back to the town just to be with the king.
And love is it seems,
Just then he out it his baby cousin fell off a balcony.
of involving paradise is drowning me.
Lost and I can't let go until no
the same scenario that rules double
black, yellow
southsiders tell the hello
and by and it hurts to much to ask why.
From of plenty to the space 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 children who gonna be claiming city,
one day at a time.

I up on Capitol Hill
with two and two cars.
They had a marriage, we even had a swing set in our yard.
My mom didn't have a job, because my dad enough money that we could live comfortably and he could support us.
Now, he to Tacoma, so we knew we be good.
But then I realized looked just like me in my neighborhood.
I go to school, was diverse.
But indeed us, I got sandwiches and suns well my friends ate their free lunch.
crazy trying to look back, cause when I was growing up
I didn't understand the was there's something called a social status.
And my black friends wanted my bracket.
And my city's divided,
from neighborhood to
polarized but we claim we're progressive.
The police shoot in the hood but once in my residence.
As a white person shot at we'd stopped in a Lexus.
And to think that we have claimed that so has changed
since Brown verses the of education and Roe verses Wade.
But my way it all stays the same,
they just out a way to septate the black and white ways.
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 children who be claiming this city,
one day at a time.
From places of plenty to the space with no the force is changing our city,
one day at a time.
If I change whats been given,
can I say to my children who gonna be claiming this city,
one day at a time.

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