Luyện nghe bài hát Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

This is I want you to do, right?
Take your off
Goddamn ground is holy, I that

Give me strength Lord,
Give me strength, me strength
me strength Lord

My choice was the streets, came natural to me
So I'm fishin', trouble
I'm dishin' out some from the doctor's gun
Got me trapped in this world under this and sun

Shit ain't fun or funny, a smile, it's 'bout collectin' money
I'm tryin' to take better care of my this quarter
Doctor say more water but Bacardi got you bent in this bitch
Life sometimes is like steppin' in fuckin' house shit

Seven years of tears in the
Made me one of the smallest predictors on this plain
In the fields, in the hills, never picked no
It's the nigga wit that trigga

I'm more planes in the sky at night
Look like UFO's, they transportin' dem kilo's
The drug has swelled out of proportion
On the corner everyday we

The street life is my life, to stay on top
I'm it for my block, Atlanta
You betta have some game in yo'
You betta learn this southern

That's right, from Point to Southwest
to East Point, y'all know what it is
on in

I'm rumors about what yo' clique gone do
I stepped up like it was cool and confronted his
I said, "Now one of y'all suppose to take me to school?"
If you see a lame nigga, take his shoes

I'm from East Point, Atlanta, we fight by rules
You don't Cool Breeze or lil' Freddy Calhoun
In place, the dirty south, we'll hit ya for a lick
you dreams, nice things and it be a box of bricks

Most haters, imitators, they know Cool Breeze
Ain't jack but a rat on my East Point
I know it irritates yo' ears, how I chop these
You nothin' but a 'round these EPV's

All my enemies who know what they jumped in
If the doctor came through once, he'll come through
And when look and he ask me everybody is
They didn't believe in your return so they ran for the

And I still got same pain in my chest
My prescription stress, no cess and a Teflon vest
And niggas still try and test
Don't even me or these Georgia plains
Boy these are holy