Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

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

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

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

Whatever happen, Lord, don't me back
And whenever I did it was Your name I cried
I heard You over and over again
But when I 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 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 still
Three years, still seein' the in my eyes, Lord

Sometimes I know what You want from me
But I do know You know what I want You
Give it to me c'mon, take this Hennessey
Take away me the street
Stop people hatin' me
Take away all of this jealousy and

You said, it was a better place
I grew up around pimps, hustlers hoes and project
Hard to believe in what I see
I gotta get this and feed my family

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

How could one, make foul mistakes
Still be to have a smile on my face?
Hell, the case, I'm glad it wasn't murder
In a town you hearda from a nickel-plated burner

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

It's Hov, he's a nigga the back block
On everybody laptop who used to slang crack
Kel and this nigga the Chi'
Who hold a note 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 further adieu, like 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
I'll never walk again but the Devil is a 'cause I believe within

You're the reason I'm still here
Even though I don't act it
Even though I my calling and fight it
Fools do me so wrong, it's to stay righteous
Pimping was a to heaven, I'd hike it

Believe me, Lord, I You
Got money and fame and still it just do
Sometimes I like who I am
When I look in the mirror, my is Uncle Sam

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

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

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

I did so I live to put food on my plate
You love me not to let it end by 3 that day
Well, whatever the case, I'm glad it murder
In a town you never hearda from a burner

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

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

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

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

Hey, hey, hey