Luyện nghe bài hát Cold World

I sit in the basement
Facing, these wicked, demons
Got thoughts up in ma head of my daddy's wasted
her in the bedroom,
9-1-1 'cause I'm not
Feelin like death is getting closer and I stop from secedein'
Do I run to the
at me, and pull the trigger.
Hooker said body found and gone
Well shit, another dead nigger.
My future, lookin weary, me
Maybe after that flex, wanna hustle
lay down a bit and tussle
Take my life, in one
Now I'm havin'
Do or die on decisions
Movin sista, mssions
But I be and fly away like pigeons
I my family an all
But I just don't dog
I left another dog in the back yard
An he jab wit the left an he hit
(but I off)

(Chorus)
And that's why I low
'cause the world's too cold
We it off the "O"
the world's full of bitches
(picture this)
Cold world.
They ask why I low
the world's gettin too cold
We out the "O"
the world's full of bitches
It is
Cold world

Picture two collide
Every civilization
Catchin holes
You can still hear mamas crying
In every second is the grave laid
Niggas getting murdered and losin paper and they
These days ain't so now
This is a message to how shorties gotta down
I know we wansta weather on the streets
We hear the of the heat
And every round is takin ya six
I heard the killed you last week
You got shot tryin to the phone off the seat
Rest in peace, I know it's better when eyes sleep
God take us by the as we right deep
No longer for the things that weaken the flesh
Did we and have faith when it bothered us?
I understand that we all must to dust
And leave behind that our hands have touched
God, this is too much.

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I took a breather
a voice to the 1-9
Nigga tryin tear ma life
Get it back and to ma man
Seeing on the sleece and a black nine
Please god is it my
on to what am I face up for
Black the was
No was
with the wind blew in
Below, with a slug to the
in time with the tomb
Looking for the hospital
Feelin kinda dizzy from the blood
around and heard a thug said
I gotta place we can at
Hop to da 99' get at all red
Come out quick we all dead
To the row
Sippin
Better get to the ash row
Here that nine with the vest go
lets go
Pull a chromium free with the go
Just a on the testicle
leaving till the rest go
And best to know
dog on a day got a chance to bring
Got a chain for the clothes
I wanna die my slow
And in my death glow
have a prayer for the world, the cold one
From the old to the one
to say that we are one
Father
world is cold.

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