Luyện nghe bài hát Cornerstore

Yeah and I remember flamin' hots and from out the cornerstore
Stole these jeans, I 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle dros
Dime rocks and nickle from niggas who ain't here no more
And talking to my brother every week from off that prison phone, may come home

1]
But black son gone hood rich a broke home
Judges biased skin tone, no fighting when guns drawn
I remember finding revolver, I was looking through my closet
Try'n to find my control car charger
I knew then, things I knew now but how it goes down
Aimed it at my head and make a gun sound, ain't a bitch?
Adolescence opposition, don't get too attached
We made it through too much and ain't no back
And opposites attract so I'm a to these bitches and bitch niggas, that's tragic
I'm out the mall cause plastic, why pass the ball with my handles?
It's off the wall, yeah stand it
Had a dream I wasn't stacking, I up screaming and gasping
In the studio jamming, to Deelo Peace
And no shit, Chiraq look like the Middle East
And white kids deal with problems we never knew to bother
Arguing with they dads, we pray we ever knew our
Release day 2050, he'll never his daughter
And trust that mothers a mirror at himself, look in the mirror and see myself
in my eyes and see my hell and every tear I ever spilled
Every problem resemble hell, when day is jail
I used to hit the blunt and get and then envision
Making college tuition flippin' a hundred
Now up in the corners killers used to inhabit
They built up the new condos, that's our project building
Raised by the and shakers and life takers
Proper preparation, prepare for where life us
Blame it on the structure, that's the news anchor
But the teacher only taught us for our behaviour

And I remember flamin' hots and cheese out the cornerstore
these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 nickle dros
Dime rocks and nickle blows niggas who ain't here no more
And talking to my brother every week from off prison phone, may never come home

TheMIND]
I used to I was from somewhere else
Somewhere [the sun don't?] go
Found myself at the
I'm [go?] for the cornerstore

[Verse 2: (Joey Purp)]
I left my this morning with the intent of returning
The last thing that I heard was the news of a
That wasn't more than a couple from where I rest my head
But I'm certain that it was a stranger, how I detach myself from the situation
My asked if I had everything for school
Seem like she growing more overprotective as I get older, she lost both of her
And I can feel it when she kiss me, she don't 'til I get home
And she don't like me in the
(Grant it's nice in penitentiaries, I paint a that none of you get
Police still niggas but I ain't scared of shit)
It's hostile out as everyone have a bone to pick
I look my granddad in his eyes and said be home at 6
To get to my bus I gotta walk the thugs on the corner
And even if know me, they gon' try me like some fucking foreigner
Flash in the die pack, good now, good now
They do this every day and I tell 'em that I smoke shit
My friend from when I was 11 posted with the weapon
like he do not see me stepping to they section
We used to hoop daily and treat it a profession
And now I'm walking by him like I'm some of pedestrian
I to private school with most of these guys
But I'm the only one who tried omitting the crime
I turned the corner with caution and as I walked to the cornerstore
There I the fiends, it seems all of 'em off it
I just wanted 50s, juicy crunchy curls
I just wanted a little hoopty in case that train
I missed my bus so I get to school and I'm as hell
That block and hoping they can make a sale

Yeah and I remember flaming hots and from out the cornerstore
Stole these jeans, I sell 'em, I'm gon' buy me 20 dros
Dime and nickle blows from niggas who ain't here no more
And talking to my every week from off that prison phone, may never come home

I to escape now, now