Luyện nghe bài hát Ghetto Tears

dear God can ya me
if you save me, save our babies
(we trying to keep it real, so ghetto tears my people cry
life is hard and I see every day, just so many ghetto tears
in the ghetto)

age 11 looking out of a ghetto
mom and 5 of us ghetto children
I never knew wrong from right
up off my life, thinking Adidas had 4 stripes
so my tried to warn us
told us not to do drugs, but I saw him on it
see in my hood it ain't no
age 13, seen my o.d. on drugs
the hoe only 15 and everybody wants to bang her
found her dead, gave herself and abortion with a hanger
I seen on of my neighbors try but couldn't make it
came home one day killed his whole
I he couldn't take it
I back, even if it ain't nothing big
look at my grandma, terminal disease only got to live
they tell us we ain't be nothin
gave my homie 25
I shed for all my peers

dear god can ya me
if you can't me, save our babies
so many tears my people cry
you supposed to question God but I'm asking why
so ghetto tears my people cry
through out the years, my people shed tears
my people shed ghetto tears, through out the

the ghetto's like a headache, one big ol
tryin to stay till I die
to like hide the pain
my homey mama died and didn't it
when she he committed suicide
my homie jumped up off the floor
it's too late for me
since I'm here, I'm kinda glad to be
been in and out of since i was 12
life hectic since mama had me
I have to ask myself the simple why
it's so to live but yet so easy to die
with simple question Lord can you help me
just tryin to large and wealthy
from card that you dealt me
I used to ask ???, but now ask me
life em up, I wonder will life pass me
cause it ain't no love for us ghetto kids
for all the dirt I did
I don't think find where heaven is
I why they won't panic and try to ban it
probably cause they of it
I dont understand it

how could you carry a kid for 9 months
she had a boy
but while she she was she was smoking crack
how could you and abouse your kids
how could you committ incest and say you love your
they ain't ask to be here, ain't ask to see here
slipped here by 15 of pleasure
why they can't see clear
from the to the grave
or the cemetary to the penatentary
life is so hard now bet ya it