Luyện nghe bài hát Fall

I had my back against the
And on my knuckles I had a lot and it all
Friends I use to know no longer speaking more
(They don't know me more)
They saying prayer, we all
But unanswered prayers make you feel God is not accepting calls
And I just want to
Wishing something thru

Shots running got the ducking undercover
The one preparing supper for the youngest of them
Oatmeal, hotdogs, weenies and sugar
Father turned himself in sort felt like he have fled
fumbling with a hand full of tricks
Asking God for a hand the rent
Being fondle in the club she strips
Tears got mascara down her lips
Save up take the kids to the Hills
But want to see her do a split
How bad can it
Subjected to disparate just to get ahead
If all else fails prevail, get the

I had my back against the
And on my I had a lot and lost it all
Friends I use to know no longer speaking more
(They don't know me more)
They saying prayer, we all
But unanswered prayers make you feel God is not accepting calls
And I just to ball
something falls thru

Wishing something thru
Bills due, kids playing, momma praying and she in her room
Need some help send it
boy cutting school
As she another bag it will help her escape her doom
God he been on same route that he been smoking
That him knocking at the
Don't let him in he focus
Street
critical
Her son got a too
On the kitchen finding evidence of residue
Crackman, those kids selling them into young felons
Momma Crying up to God
me dear heaven
Wishing she can do it over asking for chance
See her babies growing
Life is getting out of

I had my against the wall
And on my I had a lot and lost it all
Friends I use to know no longer anyone more
(They know me away more)
They prayer, don't we all
But unanswered prayers you feel that God is not accepting calls
And I want to ball
Wishing falls thru

what you make want it, you want it, take it
Can't be a gangster then you sign
Rather care of my kids then be famous
Momma with choices
A lot of
Either feed the kids or you feed habit
Damn shame she go and feed her habit
Wouldn't spoke she eats
Let me
Don't go home for weeks don't let me
Man there's of the ghetto
My people get gas as soon as the hit the
ain't never lie
A Life is levels
I see why L.A niggas take

I had my back against the
And on my I had a lot and lost it all
I use to know no longer speaking anyone more
(They don't me away more)
They saying prayer, we all
But unanswered prayers you feel that God is not accepting calls
And I just want to
Wishing something thru