Luyện nghe bài hát Destiny

[mr.
Destiny, now can you tell me wha's tha
Where I'm goin in life,its so trife,i get to skeemin and dreamin
Is a way I can make my route pay
Talkin bout tha I used to do back in tha day
But hey, times are hard and 4 me get harder
Got so many problems, they jus build up quick like tarter
Avoid tha few, and jus hang wit tha crew, as if u didnt
It be stoneycrook crew, it's a hard life
And it's affectin me so strong, sleepin hea and sleepin
Not a place to call my home, this is wrong
I neva had it hard like this
But momma told it would be a day like this
Dirty po shit, I cant do it too long
I don had too much to stay down, gotta eat and stay strong
Even though my brotha, be thea through thick and thin
be gon in tha wind, like so called friends
Pick up tha pen, let if flow tha trinity
Problems steady killin me, gotta get some ends in my
I'm in it deep, reep when I'm smashin on yo
I didnt wanna do it, me and my baby need 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 up this splif
Aint nobody pagin me, cut our pager off hip, it's a trip

Wha is my destiny? me

Got problems in my mind, rewind, so I can find it
These need to realize, my team gon keep climbin
To find tha meanin, haitian, devestation
Not knowin wha you're facin, can be a lifetime
So I'm lacin, these wit weed, keep my g's, right beside me
I dunno where danger is to find me
Behind these doors that's I stay
Wit a blunt up in my mouth and a ak
And each day, I get tempted by hoe ass niggaz
So-so ass niggaz, jus po ass
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 shit, what this means
Is that I be damned if I'm 40 still servin these
And all tha shit I seen, wasnt no diamonds and
My is to be blind from this fucked up world
Nigga!!!!!!

[mr.
Still doin bad, but is bout to change
My homie jus called me cause he was bout to tha game
You willin to rip it wit tha and tha rap?
bread off wha you said, puttin dallas on tha map
Say no mo, I'll be ready when tha time is
Got to be patient in this game, but hard in life
I got to fight, off hataz while I'm tha laws
Keep money in my pocket, clothes, shoes and draws
Neva pause, if I do I might slip off wit tha
Beggin to tha lord, me closer to tha brightness
How can I fight
A bag of weed, loco wit my crooks, gotta skeem 4 cheese
My came so I grabbed 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 thea's 2 things on my patience, have no to live
feelin like 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
on slangin though you'll find a betta way to get up on it
Listen homie it wont last long, 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, rippin up

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