Luyện nghe bài hát Everything's Gonna Be Alright

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

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

Some get a and some get none
Some a bad one and some leave the job half done
I was one who never had and mad
knew my dad, mother fuck the fag
Where I didn't pick up, flipped the clip up
Too many stick-ups, 'cause had the trigger hic-ups
I couldn't get a job, nappy hair was not
My couldn't afford us, she had to throw me out
I walked the strip, with here clip, who wanna hit?
I had to eat, this money's good as
I'm doin' braids, I paid enough
I kept 'em long 'cause I couldn't afford a
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 tellin'
I'm still broke, so a lot of good it would've did
Or done, if not for bad luck, I would have
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 next to the
Livin' in the with bums, I said now why treach
Why do I have to be like this? momma I'm priceless
So I am all worthless, starved, that's just what nice gets
Sometimes I wish I could afford a then, though
To stop the hell, I ended things a while ago
I ain't have but a black hat and knapsack
Four squad in cars in a blackjack
that, and now you want me to rap and give?
Say somethin' positive? well positive ain't I lived
I lived around a corner from west hell
Two from south shit, it was in a jail cell
The sun shone on my side 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 wear gold your style was old
And you got more than dope for every 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 I do it, how will I make it? I won't, that's 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 seek with a seeking freddy's wife
Some say I'm rollin' on, but a dog now
I answer that with a tech, who bow-wow?
'cause I done been through more shit within the week
Than a fly flowin' in doo-doo on the
I been a deadbeat, to the world and dead wrong
Since I was that's my life, oh you don't know this song?
So don't say jack, and don't say you understand
All man to man talk can just walk down
If you ain't you couldn't feel it, so kill it, skillet
And all that about it won't help it out, now will it?
And ill town 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 what you get for with a ghetto bastard

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