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 is getting closer and I can't stop from secedein'
Do I run to the
at me, and pull the trigger.
Hooker said body dead and gone
Well shit, just another nigger.
My future, lookin weary, me
Maybe after that wanna flex, hustle
Never lay 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 don't know dog
'cause I left another dog in the back
An he jab wit the left an he hit
(but I off)

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And why I stay low
'cause the gettin' too cold
We it off the "O"
'cause the 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 worlds
civilization died
Catchin holes
You can hear they mamas crying
In second is the grave laid tight
Niggas getting murdered and losin and they life
days ain't so bright now
This is a message to how shorties pipe down
I know we weather crime on the streets
We hear the of the heat
And round is takin ya six feet
I heard the cops killed you last
You got tryin to take the phone off the seat
Rest in peace, I it's better when your eyes sleep
God take us by the hands as we right
No longer seek for the things weaken the flesh
Did we and have faith when it bothered us?
I understand we all must return to dust
And leave everything that 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 and to ma right man
Seeing blood on the and a black nine
Please god is it my
Hold on to what am I up for
Black the was
No was
with the wind blew in
Below, a slug to the moon
Open in time the tomb
Looking for the room
Feelin kinda from the blood shed
Turn around and heard a said
I gotta we can play at
Hop to da 99' get at all red
out quick before we all dead
To the row
henesey
Better get to the ash row
that nine with the bullet-proof vest go
Hottie go
Pull a chromium free the vest go
a little on the testicle
Never leaving till the go
And best to know
Every dog on a day got a to bring
Got a for the best 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
Just to say we are one
Father
This is cold.

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