Luyện nghe bài hát Fighting

Put me in a serious situation hope I get chance
To live as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm a pain in my chest
I I smoke too much sess
Makin' a nigga mo' off the doe in Olympian bubblin' under who
Where's the crew thick 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 that plate increasin' my blood
Outbreaks on my skin don't with the way I want this thang to flow
If I can help the don't have to treat it with no tricks
You settin' me cancer on a stick, destruction soon to come
within this city we call Atlantis
Prayin' like a mantis everyday ain't good in the woods of
I in my rhymes...fighting for yo' spirit and you mind!

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

Seems like fighting for our spirit and mind
They got us for our spirit and mind
fighting for our spirit and mind
We stop fighting for our spirit and mind

Multiple stab wounds sticin' in the ol' school Cutlass Supreme
Thirty-five cents to my and that's fo' a blunt man
The way thangs today I might as well be dead, so dread
The voices on the radio got me
Can't put a smile on my face 'cause my pockets straight
At least not the way I 'em to be
Early as phuckk, fifty-one
Last night I got some Z's ... sleep...uh
I can't ol' in the next room havin' nightmares
It sound like wind blowin' when she weep,
I I'm tired on the way to the slave camp...
I utter very little words, I'm thinkin' about a I snatched
From the of death, a sack of crumbled herb ...
down Main Street
East Point, I swerve, Rd, Southside
Eight fify-five, jacket at bus top standin', sweatin' but, I

Outside it's twenty fool I'm ridin' to the liquor store
Closed that's right I go hotta at this I know
Who work at the Texaco Gas station, back down memory lane
Feelin' strange Explain, so bare wit me pleae
Thru this light I sees
That tramp that gave me herpes wreck, wham, crash, stumblin' out
The empty the glock fo', five, D.E.A.D.
up handcuffed inside Grady
Tagged an I-U-D (intoxicated una dank)
I two swiggs outts my deuce-deuce, old E
Now Stephen K-I-N-G had the all wrong
Blood last points, I'm gone

As individuals and as a we are at war
But the majority of my side got they open wide
But still don't what we fighting fo
I guess what I'm writing for to try to shed some light
But we been in the darkness for so long, know right from wrong
Y'all scared to come it, you ignore the voice
In your head you hear it
The enemy is after yo' spirit but you think all in yo' mind
You'll a lot of the reason we behind
Is because the system is designed to keep our eyes blind
But not blind in the sense that our other two eyes see
You just end investing quality time in places you don't even to be
We don't even who we are, but the answer ain't far
Matter of its right up under our nose
But the taught us to keep that 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, Sam wants you to be a devil too
See, he's jealous because his skin is a curse but worse
is if I put it in a verse y'all to some bullshit first
We ain't natural born killas, we are a spiritual
chosen few
Think the slave trade when they had boats with
of us on board
And we still was the Lord now you ready to die
Over a coat, a 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 and we got to do it together
Goodie Mob means, "The Good Die Mostly Bullshit"
You take one "O" and it will let you know
"God is Man of Blackness"
The Lord has spoken me and the G-Mo-B!