Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

Ghetto of the

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

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

Killin' my own people, I put 'em out of
Just like the store scene on every corner
I'm tryin' but the kids cryin', and the bullets keep flyin'
Look, a boy, on the curb just dyin'

Finally the cops come dumb to the
Pull out a gun and the wrong one
Wax all the Ricans and blacks, so they can never relax
I dwell, as well learn the facts

Pete 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 you'll find in the ghettos of the mind

Ain't somethin'?

Listen to cats and rough rats war under the
the ghetto forts flarey, never was a Tom and Jerry
Livin' ain't cheap, my is deep
In this part of where the city never sleep

A Barney roller, you can bet the car's stolen
Or static with BM, only when you see them
Speakin' on your mom, a best for the drama
tryin' 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 phials in the aisles as one pimp
Dope workin' hookers by the miles

But still my got three jobs to stable
A family and food on the table
So as we pray for all our to keep
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 braver with the conscious behavior
in the ghettos of the mind

Ain't somethin'? C'mon
It's like y'all

I could look forward to an early retirement
But still I maintain in a environment
the concrete jungle for loot
My parents hated money so they gave me the boot

Take a risk 'cause the peer has the edge
It was a blessin' when I saw my life dangle on the
The streets swallowed me whole
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

Raging Bull like DeNiro, the modern day
A camp with the Section 8
Welfare checks given at a monthly
for the get high, or just plain lazy

Many steady collect around the fifth baby
The hawk is out but the never pack it
A hundred dollar sneakers with the jacket
people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get left behind
Imagine in the of the mind