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 vultures fly in a circle
Baggin' while you're lollygaggin', raggin',
Assassin with the roars of a dragon

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

my own people, I put 'em out of order
Just like the store scene on every corner
I'm tryin' but the kids keep cryin', and the bullets keep
Look, a boy, on the curb just dyin'
Finally the cops come dumb to the
Pull out a gun and arrest the one
Wax all the Puerto and blacks
So they can relax
I dwell, might as learn the facts
Pete Rock and C.L. can radio a up
off and have 'em all callin' for backup
"Watch another crime and gonna do time"
All this you'll find in the ghettos of the

Ain't somethin'?...

Listen to and rough 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 city sleep
A Miller roller, you can bet the car's stolen
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 the ghetto keep ya busy
A place that when I die it would never even me
Crack in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope piles workin' hookers by the
But still my got three jobs to stable
A family household and on the table
So as we for all our souls to keep
Somebody's on the project roof, ready to
I to stop the pain or the bad situation
But backwards wisdom I can't to give 'em
Self savior is much with the conscious behavior
in the ghettos of the mind

Ain't that C'mon...

It's like y'all...

I could look forward to an early retirement
But still I in a hostile environment
Hustlin' the concrete jungle for
My parents blood money so they gave me the boot
Take a risk the peer pressure has the edge
It was a blessin' I saw my life dangle on the ledge
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 fellow
Maybe do good for the neighborhood
It's hard hero livin' less than a zero
Bull like DeNiro, the modern day pharoah
A concentration with the Section 8
Welfare checks given at a rate
Apply for the get high, or just plain
Many steady collect around the fifth baby
The is out but the niggaz never pack it
A hundred dollar sneakers with the skimpy-ass
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind get left behind
in the ghettos of the mind