Luyện nghe bài hát Eyes On Your Enemies

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And the lady America was finally
And divided into 3
Her children who was fit fell,
Battlin', golden',
of terror and endless bloodshed
Pity was not spared for no man, woman, or rapper
And
For his rap was felt by
And this time trust had no meaning
and friends who survived destroyed one another
Decided to the
Love, peace, and
Soldiers, ashes to survival
P
To open up a to reality
For some,

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The devil took the straps off my legs
The Virgin Mary came when my bleed
Too many fuckin' thieves and
The pecked the mouths for the green cheese
I watched his leave his clothes left him cold
On these streets, goes
He was on the
It 'em ten to do him in
The killas fled, damn, but be back again
He was Polo'd with the matchin' socks
I mean stuffed like a turkey with a half a key of cooked
The reaper came and him
I saw the tears my baby mama's eyes over look him
As I through the shadow's of death
no rapper or no man can spare no breath
The kingdom of is all they said
Why the shackle and
My life slaid
>From the cradle to the every soldier shall ride
Bite the of eternity (uggggHH)
Every will cry

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

Now who's to say if it's the beginning or
Start to
Losin' or
I'm trapped in a whole of sin
Who's to say your life is worth 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 they say do not steal or kill
But I lost to many niggas and some say split my wig for meal
Heaven, leadin' up to the
Everything I do wrong in my days is to my death
And even though I see
I there's a god
But I hate when best friend turn to your enemy
times is hard

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As the slowly poured
I see flashes of
Time ticking it's the end of my life
Blind fo' his when he look at god
Behold no man or your destroyed
He many prophets and poured to the kingdom
Big ones and ones
Good ones and mean
As the angel came the ghetto from
words of the piece 'cause they didn't know no better
So sold to the pitch-forks of the fire
Do g's go to heaven or young niggas retire
Crosses burned they souls was scarred
Hoping for chance but ain't none
'cause it's yo' call

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