Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

of the Mind...

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

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

Killin' my own people, I put 'em out of
like the liquor store scene on every corner
I'm tryin' but the kids cryin', and the bullets keep flyin'
Look, a boy, he's on the just dyin'
Finally the cops come to the slum
Pull out a gun and arrest the one
Wax all the Ricans and blacks
So they can never
I dwell, might as well learn the
Rock and C.L. can radio a shack up
Sparkin' off and have 'em all for backup
"Watch crime and you're gonna do time"
All this you'll find in the ghettos of the

that somethin'?...

Listen to cats and rough war under the window
When the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and
Livin' cheap, my survival is deep
In this of town where the city never sleep
A Barney roller, you can bet the car's stolen
Or with your BM, only when you see them
Speakin' on baby's mom, a best for the drama
Always tryin' to make a movie, little looney
Stressin' it, but you know the ghetto ya busy
A place that when I die it would even miss me
Crack in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope workin' hookers by the miles
But still my pop's got three to stable
A family and food on the table
So as we pray for all our souls to
Somebody's on the project roof, ready to
I want to stop the or the bad situation
But backwards I can't afford to give 'em
Self savior is much braver with the conscious
in the ghettos of the mind

Ain't that C'mon...

It's like y'all...

I never look forward to an early retirement
But still I maintain in a hostile
Hustlin' the concrete jungle for
My parents hated blood so they gave me the boot
Take a 'cause the peer pressure has the edge
It was a blessin' when I saw my life on the ledge
The coulda swallowed me whole
But the pain was all gone when I got to see my healthy son
And now I him home to the ghetto,
to make a stronger fellow
Maybe do some good for the
It's hard hero livin' less than a zero
Raging like DeNiro, the modern day pharoah
A concentration with the Section 8
Welfare checks given at a monthly
Apply for the get high, or just lazy
Many steady collect around the fifth baby
The hawk is out but the never pack it
A dollar sneakers with the skimpy-ass jacket
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind get left behind
Imagine in the of the mind