Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Game

Know what I'm sayin'
Tell these niggas my life know what I mean
It's been a crazy, journey for me, know what I mean

I spend my days in a steel
Where brothers rage
And get real with blades
in ill ways so my cell close
my brain expose
and my pen to a part of hell froze
Inside of me was me to stay out
Reality was tellin' me that if I a way out
I had to out
I had to lay out
In order to elevate my identity
accelerate
I a lot of men break down
Being an
Now I realize I couldn't the same mistakes
It was real concealed in steel gates
Where brothers who feel hate a another race
Which only indicates a snake
These are my days of

The is a dirty game
My heart's still in the streets
It's a shame
The streets is a dirty
but stay strapped in the hood
It's a shame
The is a dirty game
My heart's still home in the streets still callin'
a damn shame
The streets is a game
but niggas stay strapped in the
It's a damn
The streets is a dirty
My still home in the streets

Often I think of my people the board denied they freedom, a
Disappearing before our
We were to strife
Now in courts decide
Missing children we can feel it when our mommas cry
We was hustlin' but would the jury find me
They us strugglin'
Doing what we have to do to ease the
We know its wrong but so was havin' us
Left the stove on our sneakers until the soles are gone
We holdin' on, being broke
And hopin our phone is our escape
And when our favorite TV shows is on shots ringin' echo in the ear before the cops kids was everywhere
and women cryin niggas to jail
A mothers eyes fill tears as she nears
Realizing he's she exhales like Angela Bassett
I'm a poet slums, crimes, and crack addicts

I live a lonely
Lately I've a mathematician
As I my friends with phony niggas I confide in God
As for may he forgive 'em
If you have dreams they can be achieved never up
Look at me once a convicted
Once addicted to
The substance which corrupted men in my era
I stood in awe at the dope
by those caught in the coke game
Some some locked up some sold claim
The main wanted the shine
Streets so I felt the air breathe
Not only did I misplace
I remember as an inmate
At midstate I in the law library
Some chose to lift weight,
As if content with they time
strip us at the visit
Limit our
us niggas
modern
though I'm out of the cages
I'm the of the soldier in the yard with the banger