Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Gonna Be Alright

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This is a story the drifter
Who through the worst for the best in crosstown
Who planned on havin' so dick
Why me,

Everything's gonna be (alright)
Everything's be alright (alright)
Everything's be alright now (alright)
gonna be alright (alright)

Some get a little and get none
Some a bad one and some leave the job half done
I was one who had and always mad
Never knew my dad, fuck the fag
Where anyway I pick up, flipped the clip up
Too many stick-ups, 'cause niggas had the hic-ups
I couldn't get a job, nappy was not allowed
My couldn't afford us, she had to throw me out
I walked the strip, with this here clip, who wanna
I had to eat, this money's good as
I'm doin' braids, I wasn't paid
I kept 'em long I couldn't afford a haircut
I got at, I got chumped, I got dissed
I got upset, I got a tec and a clip
Was down to throw the led to any crackhead
I'm still livin' broke, so a lot of good it did
Or done, if not for bad luck, I would none
Why did I have to live a of such a bad one
Why I was a kid and played I was a sad one
And always wanted to live like this or one

A ghetto bastard, born to the projects
in the slums with bums, I said now why treach
Why do I have to be like this? said I'm priceless
So I am all worthless, starved, that's just being nice gets
Sometimes I I could afford a pistol then, though
To stop the hell, I would've ended things a ago
I ain't have jack but a hat and knapsack
Four squad stolen in in a blackjack
that, and now you want me to rap and give?
Say positive? well positive ain't where I lived
I lived right around a from west hell
Two blocks from shit, it was in a jail cell
The sun never on my side of the street, see
And only once or a week I would speak
I walked alone, my state of mind was usually
I couldn't a girl, they wanted kids for cause of chrome
Some life, if you ain't wear your style was old
And you got more juice dope for every bottle sold
Hell no, I say gotta be a better way
But hey, gamble in that game that you can't play
I'm slowin' and flowin' and in on and knowin' not now
How will I do it, how will I it? I won't, that's how
Why me,

My year into adulthood, and still a knucklehead
I'm better off dead, huh, what my neighbor said
I don't do jack but fightin', lightin' up the streets at
Playin' and seek with a machete seeking freddy's wife
Some say I'm on, nothin' but a dog now
I answer that a tech, who wanna bow-wow?
'cause I done been through more shit the last week
Than a fly flowin' in doo-doo on the
I been a deadbeat, dead to the and dead wrong
Since I was born that's my life, oh you don't know song?
So don't say jack, and please don't say you
All that man to man can just walk down
If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so kill it,
And all that talk about it won't it out, now will it?
And ill fell like I stuck-up props, got shot
Don't worry, I hit by a, flurry, and his punk-ass
But I'm the one who has labeled as an outcast
In teacher's schools, I'm the misfit and outlast
But cool with the bull, smack 'em backwards
That's you get for fuckin' with a ghetto bastard

If you ain't been to the ghetto
Don't ever come to the
you ain't understand the ghetto
And stay the fuck out of the
Why me?
(alright)