Luyện nghe bài hát Fighting

Put me in a situation hope I get another chance
To live life as I
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a in my chest
I guess I smoke too much
Makin' a mo' slow off the doe in Olympian bubblin' under who
Where's the crew thick in the trail
I'm feelin' pressure off the
Spine advertising swine on 2 when in the same breath
You tellin' me don't eat that plate increasin' my blood
on my skin don't blend 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 on a stick, visualize destruction soon to come
Throwin' within this city we call
Prayin' like a mantis ain't good in the woods of Southwest
I in my rhymes...fighting for yo' spirit and you mind!

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

Seems like we're fighting for our spirit and
They got us for our spirit and mind
Still for our spirit and mind
We can't stop for our spirit and mind

stab wounds sticin' thru in the ol' school Cutlass Supreme
Thirty-five cents to my and that's fo' a blunt man
The way goin' today I might as well be dead, so dread
The voices on the radio got me
put a smile on my face 'cause my pockets ain't straight
At not the way I want 'em to be
Early as phuckk, eight
night I barely got some Z's ... sleep...uh
I can't ol' Burd in the room havin' nightmares
It sound like blowin' when she weep, speak
I can't I'm on the way to the slave camp...
I utter very little words, I'm about a ciggy I snatched
From the jaws of death, a of crumbled herb ...
down Main Street
East Point, I swerve, Campbelton Rd,
Eight fify-five, jacket at bus top standin', but, I ain't

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

As individuals and as a we are at war
But the majority of my got they eyes open wide
But still don't what we fighting fo
I guess that's what I'm writing for to try to shed 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 when you hear it
The enemy is yo' spirit but you think it's all in yo' mind
You'll find a lot of the reason we
Is the system is designed to keep our third eyes blind
But not blind in the sense that our other two eyes see
You end investing quality time in places you don't even neeed to be
We even know who we are, but the answer ain't far
Matter of fact its right up under our
But the taught us to keep that book closed
See the why he gotta lie and deceive is so
That we act accordingly
To get the blessings we to receive
Yeah true, Uncle 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 listen to bullshit first
We ain't natural killas, we are a spiritual people
God's few
Think about the slave trade when had boats with
of us on board
And we still was the Lord now you ready to die
Over a coat, a necklace round throat, that's bullshit
Black people ya'll better realize, we losin, you better 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 away one "O" and it let you know
"God is Man of Blackness"
The has spoken thru me and the G-Mo-B!