Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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Blessings in to the children
They say life is like 5
Words of a old man with hair in his wheel chair
His eyes were bloody describin' what lies 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, slightest drama, I'll ta kill ya
'Cause animals and sweetness, smell blood in water

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

Circle the block the beef's at
And park in front of my eyes
They see that it's war we life
Hollow tip, lead busters there's no or hell

Dead is dead,
And soul is with god
mind keeps lurkin' to earth
Watchin' your own murder

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

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

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

Extended clip hoods barricaded for 6 blocks
I sip shots, em hustlers pitch rocks
All you paintin' pictures of my
the city in vain

Fallin' into the pits of the game
This is for the state of mind
In these fatal times, vesh
Nickel plated nine and niggas from the

Hear the sounds of them cry
I'm sayin' why do we reside
In the ghetto a million ways to die
Stayin' high to relieve the

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

My skin is a art gallery,
With of crucifixes
Hopin' to save me all the dangers in the music business
Was a young gangsta hangin' with youth offenders

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

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

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

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

I'm lonely...
Hold me, gettin' darker

For ever struggle, every strip, and every
For every toned in the pain and heavy metal
For every child that's
And every nigga
And for every breathin'
Live to see mornin'

For struggle, every strip, and every ghetto
For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy
For every child that's
And every gone
And for every breathin'
to see another mornin'