Luyện nghe bài hát Don't Let Me Die

Dear God, our P.O.W.s home
An' bring our brothers on the home

Jeah, the nigga from the back blocked
On laptop, sling cracked top
Hov, hit this from da shower
Hold a like da guy who said da British is comin'

My nigga, Kell, oh, yeah, da niggas is
Get out ya good dishes or somethin', like Thanksgiving, niggas
Hov an' none other da R
An' without further a due, like get ready, it's

Whatever happened, Lord? pass me by
'Cause whenever I did wrong, it was Your name I
I heard You forgave over an' over
But when I found out I love You, You became immune to my

Laid wide in da middle of my sleep
I see dead people an' sometimes me, Lord
I wanted to be a thug father
I only wanted to be a son of a

how it sounds inside
Worse than da war in Iraq, it's me against I
I gave up da weed an' I'm still high
years still seein' them three guys, Lord

Sometimes I don't know You want from me
But I do know You know I want from You
Give it to me, come on, take away this
Take away me runnin' da streets, people from rapin' me
Take all this jealously an' prejudicy

Lord, You it was better place
I grew up pimps, hustlers, hoes an' project gates
It's hard to believe in I can't see
I got to get this an' feed my family

it did to you, it guides my life
Dear Lord, don't let me die
But if I shall I wake, I shall, I say
It's been a good run hoodlum to outin' da states

How could one who made so foul mistakes
be allowed to have a smile on my face?
How da case, I'm glad it wasn't murder
In a town you never of, from a nickel plated burner

Now my life straight a perm
to take da spot I earn
Muthafucka, better

It's Hov, it's the from the back blocked
On everybody laptop, cracked top
Kell, hit nigga from da shower
Hold a like da guy who said da British is comin'

Hov, oh, yeah, da is comin'
Get out ya good dishes or somethin', it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kell an' other than da R
An' without further a due, Freddy get ready, it's

Lord, hear me out, got a few things to say
These be chasin' me like everyday
Nah, my life on crutches, never say I'll never walk
But da Devil is a lie I believe within'

You're da reason that I'm still here
Even though I act like it
Even I hear my callin' an' fight it
do me so wrong, it's hard to stay righteous
Pimpin' was to happen, I'd hide it

me, Lord, I want You
Got money an' fame but it just won't do
I don't like who I am
When I in da mirror, my reflection is Uncle Sam

An' every night I these weird dreams
That a preacher trapped of me wake up an' can't breathe
I like it's twenty of me
Goin' twenty directions on a one way street, Lord

I got houses, money an'
An' met single superstar
I got da whole industry sold
But it still don't matter, when I'm gone an' my casket

Whatever it did to you, it my life
Dear Lord, let me die tonight
But if I shall I wake, I'd accept my fate
I did what I did, my heart was in da place

I guess, so I can live it, put on my plate
You still love me not to let it in by three that day
Well whatever da case, I'm it wasn't murder
In a town you never heard of, from a plated burner

I I'm not finished wit my journey
forgive me for my sins
Shit, I'm still tryna me

Hov, it's the nigga from the back blocked
On everybody laptop, sling top
Kell, hit this nigga da shower
Hold a note like da guy who said da is comin'

Hov, oh, yeah, da niggas is
Get out ya good dishes or somethin', like Thanksgiving, niggas
Kell an' other than da R
An' without further a due, Freddy get ready, it's

men have come an' gone in these streets
Walked in these streets, waitin' to hear from You
Oh, Lord, wrap your around da hood
Lift every peace from war, our soldiers home, let us pray