Luyện nghe bài hát Claiming The City

Life pretty fast,
You don't stop and look around once you could miss it.
Look, I've been away from my city, the city's aint pretty
Theys still be the dizzy.
Forgotten corners, the city's 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
hearted police aiming their gas.
My head hangs low but beats my goes slaying the past
And days i glade to the pack.
We the same they'd be sending to invade Iraq, and the per say to crack.
I got that Goose and OJ in the glass.
The day before my cousin hit the pen down the swing,
I back to the town just to be down with the king.
And love is it seems,
Just then he find out it his baby cousin off a balcony.
Images of involving is drowning me.
Lost and I can't let go until no
the same scenario that double bello
black, yellow
tell the devil hello
and heaven by and it hurts to 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 change whats been given,
what can I say to my children who be claiming this city,
one day at a time.

I grew up on Capitol
two parents and two cars.
They had a beautiful marriage, we had a swing set in our yard.
My mom didn't have a job, because my dad made enough 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.
It's crazy trying to look back, when I was growing up
I didn't understand the fact was there's something called a status.
And my black friends my financial bracket.
And my city's divided,
from to neighborhood
We're 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 we have claimed that so much has changed
since Brown the bored of education and Roe verses Wade.
But my way it all stays the same,
just figured out a way to septate the black and white ways.
From places of plenty to the space 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 space with no pity the force is our city,
one day at a time.
If I don't change been given,
what can I say to my children who gonna be this city,
one day at a time.

Say its the richest in the world,
riding, its just a pimp city in the shadows of Amazon's site.
And the jungle down the in Jose Rizas park.
Its hard in the gate with a trail to a over I-5
where families survive, most my early life we'd known it
development.
They kick folks out and move them around every chance they can since 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 still like a slave.
Oh, we gave up on a long time ago son.
I woke on this floor after pacing before, mind racing like a child torn in war zones.
With every side challenge we to manage and understand this balance I can't fall or falter.
Brother, I'm just the author and no amount of offered is ever been enough alter this system swallowing souls broke my own folks from up coast.
dreams close of what America was supposed to be.
But works for only the south in reality.
Take my family back to they were running from before, when they left that war.
Same shit, continent.
Home don't anymore.
Home exist anymore.
The 206 today is aint the same.