Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Gonna Be Alright

it out
This is a story the drifter
Who waited through the for the best in crosstown
Who never planned on havin' so
Why me,

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

get a little and some get none
Some a bad one and some leave the job half done
I was one who never had and mad
Never knew my dad, mother the fag
Where I didn't pick up, flipped the clip up
Too many stick-ups, niggas had the trigger hic-ups
I couldn't get a job, hair was not allowed
My mother couldn't us, she had to throw me out
I the strip, with this here clip, who wanna hit?
I had to eat, this good as spent
I'm doin' braids, I paid enough
I 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a haircut
I got laughed at, I got chumped, I got
I got upset, I got a tec and a clip
Was down to throw the led to any tellin'
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 to live like this or that one

A ghetto bastard, next to the projects
Livin' in the with bums, I said now why treach
Why do I have to be this? momma said I'm priceless
So I am all worthless, starved, that's what being nice gets
Sometimes I wish I could afford a then, though
To stop the hell, I would've things a while ago
I ain't have but a black hat and knapsack
squad stolen in cars in a blackjack
Drop that, and now you want me to rap and
Say somethin' positive? well positive where I lived
I lived right around a corner from west
Two blocks from shit, it was in a jail cell
The sun never on my side of the street, see
And only or twice a week I would speak
I alone, my state of mind was usually home
I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for of chrome
Some life, if you ain't wear gold your was old
And you got more juice than dope for every bottle
no, I say there's gotta be a better way
But hey, never gamble in that game that you can't
I'm slowin' and flowin' and goin' in on and not now
How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, how
Why me,

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

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