Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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Blessings in to the children
They say life is 5 days
of a old man with silver hair in his wheel chair
His eyes were bloody while describin' what before me

Said evil bitches and jealous men would try to me
It occurred to me, this old nigga's words couldn't be
I'm on top now, drama, I'll have ta kill ya
animals and sweetness, sharks smell blood in water

Ishmael, Moses and Gob, moved a divine
is plastic material, havin' no life
I crash whips and it no matter the price
As long as I survive, coppin' the

Circle the where the beef's at
And park in front of my enemy's
They see that it's war we stealers
tip, lead busters there's no heaven or hell

Dead is dead,
And your soul is god
Your mind keeps lurkin' to
your own murder reoccur

For ever struggle, strip, and every ghetto
For nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal
For every child born
And every gone
And for every brotha
Live to see another

For ever struggle, strip, and every ghetto
For every nigga toned in the pain and metal
For every that's born
And every gone
And for every brotha
Live to see another

It's nigga the streets glory many die for me
Got refused 3 to 9's, went to trial for me
Basically I'm just reality loaded vast stories
Of lust, greed, and contempt no is exempt

Extended clip shots hoods for 6 blocks
I sip shots, watchin' em hustlers rocks
All you pictures of my pain
Illustrate the city in

Fallin' into the pits of the game
This is for the sickest state of
In these fatal times, crimes
Nickel plated and niggas from the dime

Hear the sounds of baby's cry
Still I'm sayin' why do we
In the ghetto a million ways to die
high to relieve the pain

Breathin' in the game,
Guilts and the shame, misery and
What the fuck will bring
Look at anthrax, I stand through
I make it through tomorrow

My is a art gallery, right
With paintings of
Hopin' to save me from all the dangers in the music
Was once a gangsta hangin' with youth offenders

But since I tasted paper it losin the friendships
kids freeze in winters, they still poor
How could I tease them with and feel no remorse
past them in the lively fashion, diamond colors clashin'

Red stones, blue stones, red bones and ones
Fuck did I expect bucket seats in a lex
And spendin' time in chuckie with little des
Got when I'm with my daughter

Hate to bring a aura in her presence
She knows what daddy her, it's lessons
Black it's a ugly world
I put my up for yours, see I love that girl

Could you believe my shadow's jealous
My skin is mad at my flesh, my hates my own bones
My brain hates my heart, my makes the songs
Though my songs come the father

I'm lonely...
Hold me, it's gettin'

For ever struggle, every strip, and ghetto
For every nigga toned in the and heavy metal
For every child born
And every nigga
And for every breathin'
Live to see another

For ever struggle, strip, and every ghetto
For every nigga toned in the and heavy metal
For child that's born
And every nigga
And for brotha breathin'
to see another mornin'