Luyện nghe bài hát Dirt

Call it how it is - to the facts
If rap was prison our shit be the Supermax
No sunshine, dark skies
Nothing but dark going through my mind
I got bad blood, mad love only for the though
one of us is the shooter, now where the beef go
I ain't none of these niggas and we out here
Wanna be thugs a lot of mouth, yeah
Oh my god we could not be fucked
shit look at our life all in the public
We under the they all watching us
We have no but to keep it trill they sizing us
And if they wasn't god, pay attention don't he
I couldn't live with being phony
Look, if life was a game I guess we winning
Cuz this life we for ourselves is bitching

Didn't to do it but the voices tug and pullin'
On my eardrums something that I I shouldn't
Got me wildin with the ratchet out shit is legal
for a victim put 'em in the fetal
Fuck is going on? when on I know it's on
But shit not popping and I'm looking for a war
Looking out my window pointing shit at
To make matters worse I'm sipping on OE
got me buzzing, I'm already bugging though
With mad [???] bottles that I about a month ago
Fuck is on my mind? I'm feeling
Plus looking over both shoulders
I woke up blood on my hands
Fuck I do time? now a nigga scared
Fuck, probably get the fucking chair
Grab my fucking gun, a few clothes son I'm here