Luyện nghe bài hát Cold World

I had a bad
Don't be afraid, bad dreams are only
a time you chose to be born in

Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers knocked
Shit is deep on the
And you got me down in this cold, cold world

It was the night before New Year's and all through the projects
Not a handgun was silent, not a Tec
Outside as I'm stuck by who put fear
on the spot before the pigs were dead
You know hoods, robbers, new in sight, fuck blue and white
They escape before them the fuckin' lights
Gunshots, shatter first window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice

Whether broke callisthetic, any you set it
Beat toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But iron on the sides thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your handblocks was useless
Links was off necks, scars on throats
Jackets took, after bullet through coats
those who felt the cold from the steel made 'em fold
And squeal, once the metal hit the temple of his
Destruction worker, who was caught for his
No time to swing the that was hangin' from his Farmer's
And it's bugged how some niggaz catch
And pockets dug everything except check stubs

And it does sound ill like wars in
Or fatal in Red Hook where feds look
For fugitives to shoot cops, niggaz layin' on roof
For his cream he stashed in a box
But he was hot, and the strip was with young killers
You don't suspect, so cops creep like
And born thieves hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, the murder rate
Similar to hit men who out Tecs and then
Drop those who crack like tacos from
Rapid, like recipients checks again
Back to the motherfuckin' on Lexington

Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers getting
Shit is on the block
And you got me locked down in cold, cold world

We be runnin' from the cops, bustin' off
Shit is deep on the
And you got me locked down in this cold, world, yo

No time to freeze, ease up in Grand Prixs
And seize and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips full clips are
Yellow tape, barricades, sidewalks, where lay
Madness strikes at twelve o'clock,
Stick up kids on the ground, the staircase light
And I harassed, scramblin' for petty cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is learnin'

357's and
Bought inside corner stores, their sparks the wars
Hospital surrounded by the law
Homicide while the Jakes guard the door
My stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
'Cause main concerns scream
Some in the jet black Gallant
Shot up the Chinese restaurant, for this kid Lamont
I thought he was but instead he missed a kid
And hit a twelve year old girl in the and then fled

Tactical narcotic, force, back off fast
'Cause the crime boss is passin' off
for portions of streets causes beef
Havin' followers of Indians trying to play
You witness the saga, and drama
Life is a script, I'm not a but the author
Of a modern day opera, the main character
Is papers, the dominant factor

But you look so
As I on by

Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers knocked
Shit is deep on the
And you got me locked down in this cold, world

We be runnin' the cops, bustin' off shots
Shit is on the block
And you got me locked down in this cold, world

crying, brothers dying and brothers getting knocked
Shit is on the block
And you got me locked down in this cold, world

Babies crying, brothers dying and brothers knocked
Shit is deep on the
And you got me locked down in cold, cold world

We be runnin' from the cops, bustin' off
is deep on the block
And you got me locked in this cold, cold world