Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

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

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

My nigga Kels, oh yeah, the niggaz is
Get out your good dishes or somethin' like Thanksgiving, nigga
It's HOV' and none than the R
And further adieu, like Freddie get ready it's

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

Lay wide awake in the of my sleep
I see dead people and sometimes me, Lord
I never wanted to be a
I only to be a son of a father

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

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

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

Whatever guides my life
Dear Lord, let me die tonight
But if I shall before I wake shall I say?
It's been a good run from hoodlum to estates

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

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

Hov, he's a nigga from the back block
On everybody who used to slang crack rock
Kel and this nigga 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 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 life on crutches, 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 act like it
though I hear my calling and fight it
Fools do me so wrong, it's to stay righteous
was a mountain 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 every night I have weird dreams
a creature's right beside me, wake up and can't breathe
I feel like twenty of me
Goin' different directions on a one-way street, Lord

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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