Luyện nghe bài hát Dirty Game

Know what I'm sayin'
Tell these about 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
brothers feel rage
And get real razor blades
in ill ways so when my close
my brain expose
and my pen excels to a 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 from my identity
accelerate
I seen a lot of men down
Being an
Now I realize I make the same mistakes
It was being concealed in steel gates
Where brothers who hate against a another race
only indicates a snake mentality
These are my days of

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

Often I think of my people the denied they freedom, a mirage
before our eyes
We were to strife
Now living in courts
their children we can feel it when our mommas cry
We was hustlin' but would the jury find me
They seen us
Doing we have to do to ease the sufferin'
We its wrong but so was havin' us freezin'
Left the on wearing our sneakers until the soles are gone
We holdin' on, being broke
And hopin our is our only escape
And our favorite TV shows is on shots ringin' echo in the ear before the cops came kids was everywhere
and women cryin going to jail
A mothers eyes fill with tears as she
Realizing surviving she exhales like Angela Bassett
I'm a poet amongst slums, crimes, and crack

I a lonely existence
I've become a mathematician
As I divide my friends with phony I confide in God
As for may he forgive 'em
If you have dreams they can be achieved give up
Look at me once a felon
Once addicted to
The substance corrupted many men in my era
I in awe at the dope fiends
by those caught in the coke game
Some proper some locked up some sold
The main wanted the shine
so alive I felt the air breathe
Not did I misplace time
I remember as an inmate
At midstate I in the law library
Some chose to weight, fine
As if they content with time
strip us at the visit
Limit our
us niggas
modern
Even though I'm out of the
I'm the of the soldier in the yard with the banger