Luyện nghe bài hát Daddy's Gone

Push, push, push,
Push, push, here it
It's, a girl

1971 a young girl gave
Only a child, bringin' another child on earth
Only 15 of age
But comin' from the ghetto, it won't make the page

See, that's the way go
And to the she ain't nothin' but another hoe
all she want is food stamps
Give her a check and let her hang the school tramps

And gettin' mad
'Cause now she gotta watch her little girl up fast
Straight life, straight ghetto drama
Wanted a baby doll, now she's somebody's

And life is so to her
herself why is this happenin' to her
So now she choose
Between a box of Pampers and a of new tennis shoes

Never had to make that before
heard a baby's voice before
And the ain't nowhere to be found
Too bein' a hoe around town

He just into another statistic
Claimin' black men do shit
But the way it is
And little do they know also sheds tears

'Cause he know what to do
Be a father to his child, or run with a
You might say, choice, be a father
But why should he do it when his didn't bother?

Just another sample, I
Of men settin' bad examples
Thinkin' deep the whole thing
Takes his bit of money and goes to buy a gold ring

And her to marry her
to get a job, so he can carry her
Thinkin' the way to do it
But little do they that there's much more to it

'Cause marriage is
It takes of patience and understandin'
But go and tie the knot anyway
And they'll be gettin' their own any day

The couple of months were alright
A new crib, adaptin' to a new
But then came the
And the constant got 'em thrown out their apartment

So now they move in with her momma
And that just adds to the muthafuckin'
'Cause now feelin' like he failed
And while they asleep he grabs his shit and

out the do', black
And never takes another back
Now grandma's house is an unhappy
Now that daddy's gone, daddy's gone,

broke before I stepped in this muthafucka
And left the job to be by my mother's mother
up by my grandmother's son
'Cause my mark-ass daddy never came around for

So now I'm to stand up on my own two
'Cause mommy dear had to three jobs, duke
He even want my friendship
I guess the mark-ass nigga wasn't to begin with

Too late to come around his drunk ass
And beatin' up my mom his punk ass
And shit got
I guess I talk so bad about my dad

So it is, brothers
If you gon' babies, you need to father them muthafuckas
'Cause if you in due time
Your kids'll speak daddy exactly like I do mine

So do a favor
Take your to the park, buy 'em shit, and they'll pay you later
But paying's not the
If you'd die right now little kids wouldn't even miss you

So put your caddy
your bitch up and tell her to make room for daddy
'Cause if you you'll be alone
And the only thing they'll say daddy, is daddy is gone
Daddy's gone,