Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Gonna Be Alright

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

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

Some get a little and get none
Some catch a bad one and some the job half done
I was one who had and always mad
knew my dad, mother fuck the fag
Where anyway I didn't up, flipped the clip up
Too many stick-ups, 'cause had the trigger hic-ups
I get a job, nappy hair was not allowed
My mother couldn't us, she had to throw me out
I walked the strip, with here clip, who wanna hit?
I had to eat, money's good as spent
I'm doin' braids, I wasn't enough
I kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't 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 crackhead
I'm livin' broke, so a lot of good it would've did
Or done, if not for bad luck, I have none
Why did I to live a life of such a bad one
Why when I was a kid and I was a sad one
And wanted to live like this or that one

A ghetto bastard, born to the projects
Livin' in the slums with bums, I now why treach
Why do I have to be this? momma said I'm priceless
So I am all worthless, starved, that's just being nice gets
Sometimes I wish I could a pistol then, though
To the hell, I would've ended things a while ago
I ain't jack but a black hat and knapsack
Four 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 from west hell
Two blocks from shit, it was in a jail cell
The sun never shone on my of the street, see
And only once or twice a I would speak
I alone, my state of mind was usually home
I couldn't keep a girl, they wanted kids for cause of
Some life, if you ain't gold your style was old
And you got more juice than dope for bottle sold
Hell no, I say gotta be a better way
But hey, never gamble in that game that you play
I'm slowin' and and goin' in on and knowin' not now
How will I do it, how will I make it? I won't, how
Why me,

My third year into adulthood, and still a
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 with a machete seeking freddy's wife
Some say I'm rollin' on, but a dog now
I that with a tech, who wanna bow-wow?
'cause I done been through shit within the last week
a fly flowin' in doo-doo on the concrete
I been a deadbeat, dead to the world and wrong
Since I was born my life, oh you don't know this song?
So say jack, and please don't say you understand
All man to man talk can just walk down
If you ain't live you couldn't feel it, so it, skillet
And all that talk about it won't it out, now will it?
And ill fell like 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 as an outcast
In teacher's schools, I'm the misfit child and
But that's cool with the bull, smack 'em
That's what you get for fuckin' a ghetto bastard

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