Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

Dear God, our POW's home
And bring our on lock down, home, Amen

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

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

Whatever happen, Lord, don't send me
And whenever I did wrong it was Your name I
I heard You forgave over and 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 sometimes it's me,
I never wanted to be a
I wanted to be a son of a father

That's how it sounds, sad
than the war in Iraq 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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey boy, hear me out, got a few mo' 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 though I don't act it
Even I hear my calling and fight it
Fools do me so wrong, it's hard to righteous
Pimping was a mountain to heaven, I'd it

me, Lord, I want You
Got money and and still it just won't do
Sometimes I don't who I am
When I look in the mirror, my is Uncle Sam

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

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

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

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 from a nickel-plated

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

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

Hov, oh yeah, the niggaz is
Get out your dishes or somethin' 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 be peace and no more war
And bring our home, let us pray

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