Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes On Your Enemies

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And the lady America was finally
And divided 3 quarters
Her who was fit fell, peace
Battlin', golden',
Friends of terror and bloodshed
was not spared for no man, woman, child or rapper
And
For his rap was by everyone
And this time when had no meaning
Family and friends who destroyed one another
Decided to the
Love, peace, and
Soldiers, high to survival
P
To open up a to reality
For some,

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The devil took the off my nigga legs
The Virgin Mary when my homie bleed
Too many fuckin' and enemies
The vultures pecked the for the green cheese
I watched his soul leave his left him cold
On these streets, goes
He was on the
It 'em ten to do him in
The killas fled, damn, but they'll be back
He was down with the matchin' socks
I mean stuffed like a turkey with a half a key of rocks
The reaper and took him
I saw the tears from my baby mama's over look him
As I walk through the of death
Where no rapper or no man can no breath
The kingdom of is all they said
Why the shackle and
My homie's life
>From the cradle to the grave soldier shall ride
the apple of eternity (uggggHH)
Every will cry

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Keep your eyes on your enemies, and watch your
Put life in your own hands, or your life will end

Now who's to say if it's the beginning or
to finish
Losin' or
I'm trapped in a whole of sin
Who's to say your life is more than mine
Should I give my heart to the so he can live and I can die?
Now my life I was scared
The judge is god
But why do I (we) live by these man made
Ten commandments say do not steal or kill
But I lost to many niggas and say they split my wig for meal
Heaven, leadin' up to the
I do wrong in my days is leading to my death
And though I never see
I there's a god
But I hate when your best friend to your enemy
When times is

x2]

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As the slowly poured
I see of life
started ticking it's the end of my life
Blind fo' his eyes he look at god
Behold no man or life destroyed
He took many prophets and to the kingdom
Big and small ones
Good ones and ones
As the came the ghetto from hell
Some words of the 'cause they didn't know no better
So they sold to the pitch-forks of the
Do g's go to or just young niggas retire
Crosses burned 'cause souls was scarred
Hoping for second chance but ain't
'cause it's yo' call

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