Luyện nghe bài hát Cold World

I sit alone in the
Facing, these wicked, demons
Got thoughts up in ma head of my daddy's s-semen
her in the bedroom,
9-1-1 I'm not breathin'
Feelin like death is getting closer and I can't stop secedein'
Do I run to the
Look at me, and the trigger.
Hooker said found dead and gone
Well shit, just another nigger.
My future, weary, hear me
Maybe after that wanna flex, wanna
Never lay a bit and tussle
my life, in one night
Now I'm visions
Do or die on decisions
Movin sista, mssions
But I wanna be and fly like pigeons
I missin my an all
But I just don't dog
'cause I another dog in the back yard
An he jab wit the left an he hit
(but I off)

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

Picture two collide
Every civilization
bullet holes
You can still hear mamas crying
In every is the grave laid tight
getting murdered and losin paper and they life
These days so bright now
This is a message to how shorties gotta pipe
I know we wansta crime on the streets
We hear the of the heat
And every is takin ya six feet
I heard the cops killed you week
You got shot to take the phone off the seat
Rest in peace, I know it's better when eyes sleep
God take us by the hands as we deep
No longer seek for the that weaken the flesh
Did we believe and have faith it bothered us?
I understand that we all must to dust
And leave behind everything our hands have touched
God, this is too much.

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I took a breather
Heard a to the 1-9
tryin tear ma life line
Get it back and to ma man
Seeing on the sleece and a black nine
Please god is it my
Hold on to what am I up for
the night was
No was
Willing with the blew in
Below, a slug to the moon
Open in with the tomb
Looking for the hospital
Feelin kinda from the blood shed
Turn around and heard a thug
I place we can play at
Hop to da 99' get at all red
Come out before we all dead
To the row
Sippin
Better get to the ash row
that nine with the bullet-proof vest go
Hottie go
Pull a chromium free the vest go
Just a on the testicle
leaving till the rest go
And best to know
Every dog on a day got a chance to
Got a chain for the clothes
I die my best slow
And in my death glow
Lets have a prayer for the world, the one
From the old to the one
Just to say we are one
Father
world is cold.

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