Luyện nghe bài hát Destiny

[mr.
Destiny, now can you tell me tha meanin
Where I'm goin in this life,its so trife,i get to and dreamin
Is thea a way I can my route pay
Talkin bout tha shit I used to do in tha day
But hey, times are hard and 4 me get harder
Got so many problems, they jus build up real quick like
Avoid tha few, and jus hang wit tha crew, as if u knew
It be that stoneycrook crew, a hard life
And it's affectin me so strong, hea and sleepin thea
Not havin a place to call my home, is wrong
I neva had it hard like this
But momma always told it would be a day like
Dirty po shit, baby I cant do it too
Cause I don had too much to stay down, eat and stay strong
Even though my brotha, he'll be thea through thick and
Wont be gon in tha wind, like so friends
up tha pen, let if flow like tha trinity
Problems steady killin me, gotta get some ends in my
I'm in it deep, reep when I'm on yo homies
I didnt wanna do it, me and my baby some money
Hungry for this rap shit, phony, oh no, not
Wanted by tha po-po's, they wont get me, I'm too
Dip off to tha cliff, k-roc fiya up this
Aint nobody me, cut our pager off this hip, it's a trip

Wha is my destiny? me

Got some in my mind, rewind, so I can find it
These niggaz need to realize, my gon keep climbin
To find tha true meanin, haitian,
Not knowin wha you're facin, can be a complication
So I'm lacin, these wit weed, keep my g's, right beside me
I dunno where danger is goin to me
Behind these doors where I stay
Wit a up in my mouth and a cocked ak
And day, I get tempted by these hoe ass niggaz
ass niggaz, jus po ass niggaz
And I been broke b4 playa, but I my dreamin
And I ain't neva it go 4 no goddamn cream
Now fuck a football team, fuck that shit, this means
Is that I be damned if I'm 40 still servin fiends
And all tha shit I seen, wasnt no diamonds and
My destiny is to be blind from this fucked up
Nigga!!!!!!

[mr.
Still doin bad, but is bout to change
My homie jus me cause he was bout to lace tha game
You to rip it wit tha rockla and tha rap?
Makin bread off wha you said, puttin on tha map
Say no mo, I'll be ready tha time is right
Got to be in this game, but that's hard in life
I got to fight, off hataz while I'm duckin tha
Keep some money in my pocket, clothes, shoes and
Neva pause, if I do I slip off wit tha lifeless
Beggin to tha lord, me closer to tha brightness
How can I this?
A bag of weed, feelin loco wit my crooks, gotta 4 cheese
My opportunity came so I it
Now I see my in tha mist of all tha bad shit
Hopin I don't it, tryin to keep a job and chill
But now 2 things on my patience, have no time to live
Still feelin I'm young, but I'm old enuff
I must be trippin, get a hold of it, tha stuff
Leave tha of my dealin wit tha fools who want it
Keep on slangin though you'll a betta way to get up on it
homie it wont last long, wait til yo cash gon
You gon be feelin bad cause you broke and you on
No mo sackin and burgers from scratch
I'm in tha studio, up tracks

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