Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

of the Mind...

I catch a body at a party, sort of herbal the verbal
Look and see the vultures fly around in a circle
while you're lollygaggin', raggin', tow-taggin'
Assassin the millimeter roars of a dragon

Here the black hood, thirsty for the end
And for the love of money, kind of funny, new
Public housing, a thousand in a
So I'm forced to sell hell just to pay the

my own people, I put 'em out of order
Just like the liquor scene on every corner
I'm tryin' but the kids keep cryin', and the keep flyin'
Look, a boy, on the curb just dyin'
Finally the come dumb to the slum
out a gun and arrest the wrong one
Wax all the Puerto Ricans and
So they can never
I dwell, might as learn the facts
Pete Rock and C.L. can radio a up
Sparkin' off and 'em all callin' for backup
"Watch another crime and gonna do time"
All this find in the ghettos of the mind

that somethin'?...

Listen to cats and rats war under the window
When the ghetto flarey, never was a Tom and Jerry
Livin' ain't cheap, my survival is
In this part of town where the never sleep
A Barney Miller roller, you can bet the car's
Or static with your BM, only you see them
Speakin' on your baby's mom, a best for the
Always to make a movie, little stark-ravin' looney
Stressin' it, but you know the ghetto keep ya
A place when I die it would never even miss me
Crack in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope piles workin' hookers by the
But still my pop's got three to stable
A household and food on the table
So as we pray for all our to keep
Somebody's on the roof, ready to leap
I want to stop the or the bad situation
But backwards wisdom I can't afford to 'em
Self is much braver with the conscious behavior
in the ghettos of the mind

Ain't somethin'? C'mon...

It's that y'all...

I could never look forward to an retirement
But still I in a hostile environment
the concrete jungle for loot
My parents hated money so they gave me the boot
a risk 'cause the peer pressure has the edge
It was a blessin' when I saw my life dangle on the
The streets coulda swallowed me
But the pain was all gone when I got to see my son born
And now I bring him to the ghetto,
Only to make a stronger
Maybe do some for the neighborhood
hard playing hero livin' less than a zero
Raging Bull like DeNiro, the day pharoah
A concentration camp the Section 8
Welfare checks given at a rate
for the get high, or just plain lazy
Many steady collect right the fifth baby
The hawk is out but the niggaz never it
A hundred dollar sneakers the skimpy-ass jacket
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get left
in the ghettos of the mind