Luyện nghe bài hát Fighting

Put me in a serious situation hope I get another
To life as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my
I guess I smoke too much
Makin' a nigga mo' slow off the doe in bubblin' under who
Where's the crew mist in the trail
I'm pressure off the tess
Spine advertising swine on Channel 2 when in the same
You tellin' me don't eat from that plate increasin' my
Outbreaks on my don't blend with the way I want this thang to flow
If I can help the cause don't have to treat it no tricks
You settin' me cancer on a stick, destruction soon to come
Throwin' within city we call Atlantis
Prayin' like a mantis everyday ain't in the woods of Southwest
I in my rhymes...fighting for yo' spirit and you mind!

So what it be like my be catching gangrene
The water be brown in the in my sink
Who that in my eyes Clampett eaten away by fungi
Another virus disease, at ease, to lead a strike against Haiti
When your army in the bed with pains in their back
And behind head
Witch giving more Medicaid but ain't no aid
But these tha same from 'Nam, didn't give a damn
Who only wanted now your hands numb
Can't run old age thirty
This what you wanted when you signed (hand) 'cock on tha line
Fightin' for your and your mind, service to my kind...

Seems like fighting for our spirit and mind
They got us fighting for our spirit and
fighting for our spirit and mind
We can't fighting for our spirit and mind

Multiple stab wounds sticin' in the ol' school Cutlass Supreme
cents to my name and that's fo' a blunt man
The way thangs goin' today I as well be dead, so dread
The on the radio got me seamed
put a smile on my face 'cause my pockets ain't straight
At not the way I want 'em to be
as phuckk, eight fifty-one
Last night I got some Z's ... sleep...uh
I can't ol' Burd in the next room havin'
It sound like wind blowin' she weep, speak
I can't I'm tired on the way to the camp...
I utter very words, I'm thinkin' about a ciggy I snatched
the jaws of death, a sack of crumbled herb ...
Rollin' down Street
Point, I swerve, Campbelton Rd, Southside
Eight fify-five, at bus top standin', sweatin' but, I ain't

Outside it's twenty below fool I'm ridin' to the liquor
Closed that's right I go hotta at this beeso I
Who work at the Texaco Gas station, back down memory lane
Feelin' strange can't Explain, so wit me pleae
this green light I sees
That tramp that gave me wreck, wham, crash, stumblin' jumps out
The ride the glock fo', five, D.E.A.D.
Woke up inside Grady
Tagged an I-U-D (intoxicated una dank)
I two swiggs outts my deuce-deuce, old E
Now K-I-N-G had the story all wrong
Blood five points, I'm gone

As and as a people we are at war
But the majority of my side got eyes open wide
But still recognize what we fighting fo
I guess that's I'm writing for to try to shed some light
But we been in the darkness for so long, don't right from wrong
Y'all to come near it, you ignore the voice
In your head when you it
The enemy is after yo' but you think it's all in yo' mind
find a lot of the reason we behind
Is because the system is designed to our third eyes blind
But not in the sense that our other two eyes can't see
You just end investing quality time in places you even neeed to be
We don't know who we are, but the answer ain't far
Matter of fact its right up our nose
But the system taught us to keep book closed
See the reason why he gotta lie and is so
we won't act accordingly
To get the we suppose to receive
Yeah it's true, Uncle Sam wants you to be a too
See, he's jealous his skin is a curse but what's worse
is if I put it in a verse y'all listen to some first
We natural born killas, we are a spiritual people
God's few
Think about the slave trade when had boats with
Thousands of us on
And we was praising the Lord now you ready to die
a coat, a necklace round your throat, that's bullshit
Black people ya'll better realize, we losin, you fight and die
If you got to get yo' spirit and mind back and we got to do it
Goodie Mob means, "The Good Die Mostly Bullshit"
You take away one "O" and it will let you
"God is Man of Blackness"
The Lord has spoken me and the G-Mo-B!