Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

Dear God, bring our home
And bring our brothers on lock down, home,

Geah, a nigga from the back block
On everybody laptop who to slang crack rock
and this nigga from the Chi'
Who hold a note like the guy who said the is comin'

My Kels, oh yeah, the niggaz is comin'
Get out good dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving, nigga
HOV' and none other than the R
And without further adieu, like get ready it's

happen, Lord, don't send me back
And whenever I did it was Your name I cried
I You forgave over and over again
But I found that out I became immune to my sins

Lay wide awake in the middle of my
I see dead people and it's me, Lord
I never wanted to be a
I only to be a son of a father

That's how it sounds, sad
Worse than the war in when it's me against I
I gave up the and somehow I'm still high
Three years, still the weed in my eyes, Lord

I don't know what You want from me
But I do know You know I want from You
Give it to me c'mon, take this Hennessey
Take away me runnin' the
Stop people hatin' me
Take away all of this jealousy and

Thought You said, it was a better
I up around pimps, hustlers hoes and project gangsters
Hard to believe in I can't see
I gotta get this money and my family

Whatever guillotine guides my
Dear Lord, don't let me die
But if I shall I wake what shall I say?
It's been a good run hoodlum to Island estates

How could one, make such foul
Still be to have a smile on my face?
Hell, whatever the case, I'm glad it wasn't
In a town you never hearda a nickel-plated burner

Now my life's straight a perm
Try to the spot I earned, muh'fucker better learn

It's Hov, he's a nigga from the back
On everybody laptop who used to slang rock
Kel and this from the Chi'
Who hold a note like the guy who said the British is

Hov, oh yeah, the is comin'
Get out your good dishes or somethin' it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kel and none than the R
And without further adieu, like Freddie get ready

Hey boy, hear me out, got a few mo' to say
These be chasin' me like everyday
C'mere, no, my on crutches, devils say
I'll never walk but the Devil is a liar 'cause I believe within

You're the reason that I'm here
Even though I act like it
though I hear my calling and fight it
Fools do me so wrong, hard to stay righteous
Pimping was a to heaven, I'd hike it

Believe me, Lord, I You
Got and fame and still it just won't do
Sometimes I like who I am
When I in the mirror, my reflection is Uncle Sam

And every night I have weird dreams
That a creature's right beside me, up and can't breathe
I feel like it's of me
Goin' different directions on a one-way street, Lord

I got houses, money and and that
Everything single superstar, I got the music industry sewed
But it still don't matter when I'm gone and my closed, go

Whatever guides my life
Dear Lord, let me die tonight
But if I shall I wake I'd accept my fate
I did I did my heart was in the right place

I did so I could live to put food on my
You musta me not to let it end by 3 that day
Well, whatever the case, I'm glad it wasn't
In a town you never hearda a nickel-plated burner

I guess I'm not finished my journey
Please me for my sins
Shit, I'm still trying to learn, Hov

He's a nigga the back block
On everybody laptop who used to slang rock
Kel and this nigga from the
Who hold a note like the guy who said the British is

Hov, oh yeah, the is comin'
Get out your good dishes or like it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kel and none other the R
And without further adieu, like get ready it's

Wrap your arms us God
Let there be and no more war
And bring our soldiers home, let us

Hey, hey, hey