Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

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

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

My nigga Kels, oh yeah, the is comin'
Get out your dishes or somethin' like it's Thanksgiving, nigga
It's HOV' and other than the R
And without adieu, like Freddie get ready it's

Whatever happen, Lord, don't send me
And whenever I did wrong it was name I cried
I heard You forgave over and over
But when I found out I became immune to my sins

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

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

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

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

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

How could one, make such foul
Still be allowed to have a smile on my
Hell, whatever the case, I'm it wasn't murder
In a town you never hearda from a burner

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

It's Hov, a nigga from the back block
On laptop who used to slang crack rock
Kel and this nigga from the
Who hold a like the guy who said the British is comin'

Hov, oh yeah, the is comin'
Get out your good dishes or like it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kel and other than the R
And without adieu, like Freddie get ready it's

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

You're the reason that I'm here
Even I don't act like it
Even though I hear my and fight it
Fools do me so wrong, it's hard to 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 look in the mirror, my is Uncle Sam

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

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

Whatever guillotine guides my
Dear Lord, don't let me die
But if I shall before I wake I'd my fate
I did what I did my heart was in the right

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

I guess I'm not with my journey
forgive me for my sins
Shit, I'm still to learn, meet Hov

a nigga from the back block
On everybody laptop who used to slang crack
Kel and this from the Chi'
Who hold a note like the guy who the British is comin'

Hov, oh yeah, the niggaz is
Get out your good dishes or like it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kel and other than the R
And without further adieu, like Freddie get ready

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

Hey, hey, hey