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, it's the nigga the back blocked
On laptop, sling cracked top
Hov, hit nigga 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 dishes or somethin', like it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Hov an' none than da R
An' further a due, like Freddy get ready, it's

happened, Lord? Don't pass me by
'Cause whenever I did wrong, it was name I cried
I heard You forgave over an' again
But I found out I love You, You became immune to my sins

Laid awake in da middle of my sleep
I see people an' sometimes it's me, Lord
I never to be a thug father
I wanted to be a son of a father

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

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

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

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

How one who made so much foul mistakes
Still be allowed to have a smile on my
How whatever da case, I'm it wasn't murder
In a you never heard of, from a nickel plated burner

Now my straight like a perm
Tried to take da I earn
Muthafucka, learn

It's Hov, the nigga 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 niggas is
Get out ya good dishes or somethin', it's Thanksgiving, niggas
Kell an' none other da R
An' further a due, like Freddy get ready, it's

Lord, hear me out, got a few more to say
These demons be chasin' me everyday
Nah, my life on crutches, never say never walk again
But da Devil is a lie 'cause I within'

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

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

An' every night I have these dreams
That a preacher trapped inside of me wake up an' breathe
I feel like twenty of me
Goin' twenty different directions on a one way street,

I got houses, an' cars
An' met every superstar
I got da whole music industry
But it still don't matter, I'm gone an' my casket closed

Whatever it did to you, it 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 was in da right place

I guess, so I can it, put food on my plate
You must still me not to let it in by three that day
Well da case, I'm glad it wasn't murder
In a town you heard of, from a nickel plated burner

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

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

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

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