Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

of the Mind...

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

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

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 cops come dumb to the
out a gun and arrest the wrong one
Wax all the Puerto Ricans and
So they can never
I dwell, might as well the facts
Rock and C.L. can radio a shack up
Sparkin' off and 'em all callin' for backup
"Watch another crime and you're do time"
All this you'll find in the of the mind

Ain't somethin'?...

Listen to cats and rough rats war the window
the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and Jerry
Livin' ain't cheap, my is deep
In this part of town where the never sleep
A Barney roller, you can bet the car's stolen
Or static with your BM, when you see them
Speakin' on your baby's mom, a best for the
Always tryin' to make a movie, little stark-ravin'
Stressin' it, but you know the keep ya busy
A that when I die it would never even miss me
Crack phials in the aisles as one pimp
Dope workin' hookers by the miles
But still my pop's got three to stable
A family household and food on the
So as we pray for all our souls to
Somebody's on the project roof, to leap
I to stop the pain or the bad situation
But backwards wisdom I afford to give 'em
Self savior is braver with the conscious behavior
Designed in the ghettos of the

Ain't that C'mon...

It's that y'all...

I could never look to an early retirement
But I maintain in a hostile environment
Hustlin' the jungle for loot
My hated blood money so they gave me the boot
Take a risk 'cause the peer pressure has the
It was a when I saw my life dangle on the ledge
The coulda swallowed me whole
But the pain was all gone I got to see my healthy son born
And now I bring him to the ghetto,
Only to a stronger fellow
Maybe do good for the neighborhood
It's hard playing livin' less than a zero
Bull like DeNiro, the modern day pharoah
A camp with the Section 8
Welfare given at a monthly rate
Apply for the get high, or just plain
Many collect right around the fifth baby
The hawk is out but the never pack it
A hundred dollar sneakers with the jacket
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get left
Imagine in the ghettos of the