Luyện nghe bài hát Damned If They Murder Me

I be if I do, and damned if I don't
Hail Mary, please help me, cause I my foes won't
rest -- until see me surrounded by grief
wear a wrief, and my reading rest in peace
How can the whole world hate me and turn back?
I'ma TRU motherfucker, any nigga know that
I stand my ground, ain't trippin' on what you claim
I put my faith in God's hands, it's a white land
Straight from the of my momma's belly
to the streets, to the pen, I wish somebody'd me
I'm lost like a needle in the hay
Before I lay, I pray, and steady for a better day
And I'm guilty for the crime of telling the
And my conviction is the for whatever you do
And backpains from the on my shoulder blades
But I be damned if they send me to an grave

[C-Murder, (Ms. Peaches)]

I be if they murder me
Until I die, I'll be high they bury me
I never lie, I'm worry free I rest my soul
I resurrect for with my eyes closed
I be damned if they me
Until I die, I'll be high when they me
I never lie, I'm worry free I rest my soul
I resurrect for with my eyes closed

[Ms. Peaches in
Searchin' for my soul, but I seem to find it
I see in my eyes, Lord tell me why, am I
Searchin' for my soul, but I seem to find it
I see fear in my eyes, Lord me why

Illegal business enters the streets, God is my
I made a million niggas hit list, yet I'm
To live and breathe, my is a hole in four
The mysteries of old are now
You reap what your soul, and I seen alot of unload
Sometimes over gold, many control
But in the eyes of own kind, niggas are bold
But in the hands of their enemy, unfold
a cold world, only if your brain is froze
So we murder our bros, over and clothes
And where I'm from, these niggas carry mad
But be in bitch mode, at any of any popo's
If you a soldier, then nigga play this game with
get your mind right, and leave that bullshit to commodes
Peep the words of God, with baggy and fros
Everything insist for a purpo', closed

I be damned if murder me
Until I die, I'll be high when bury me
I lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul
I resurrect for revenge with my closed
I be if they murder me
Until I die, be high when they bury me
I lie, I'm worry free until I rest my soul
I resurrect for revenge with my closed

[Ms. Peaches in

Searchin' for my soul, but I can't to find it
I see fear in my eyes, tell me why
for my soul, but I can't seem to find it
I see fear in my eyes, Lord me why

They call us souls,
but done so much wrong, done made so many fold
And fucked over so many hoes, screaming my foes
And I knew I was
But I been having a violent since the day I was born
But that same determantion,
got me up in the eyes of the whole nation
I just hoping that they what I'm
For the drama that I in my past
Living crazy, I was heading nowhere fast
My family pointed the finger thinking I couldn't succeed
Cause I'm on the corner man, smoking my weed
Sellin' my yayo I had no other way, for making my pay
a decent fucking place for me to stay
But I'ma hustler,
my word is like bustin' at you motherfuckers
And I won't stopped til I'm heard by the planet
I keep it real, cause you fake niggas can't it
And I be damned if bury me.....