Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

Ghetto of the

I catch a body at a party, of herbal with the verbal
above and see the vultures fly around in a circle
Baggin' while you're lollygaggin', raggin',
Assassin' with the millimeter roars of a

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

my own people, I put 'em out of order
Just like the liquor store scene on every
I'm tryin' but the kids keep cryin', and the keep flyin'
Look, a boy, he's on the just dyin'

Finally the cops dumb to the slum
out a gun and arrest the wrong one
Wax all the Puerto Ricans and blacks, so they can relax
I dwell, as well learn the facts

Pete Rock and C.L. can radio a up
Sparkin' off and have 'em all callin' for
Watch crime and you're gonna do time
All this find in the ghettos of the mind

Ain't somethin'?

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

A Barney Miller roller, you can bet the car's
Or static your BM, only 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 ghetto keep ya
A place that when I die, it would even miss me
Crack phials in the as one pimp smiles
piles workin' hookers by the miles

But still my pop's got three to stable
A family and food on the table
So as we for all our souls to keep
on the project roof, ready to leap

I want to stop the or the bad situation
But backwards I can't afford to give 'em
Self savior is much braver the conscious behavior
Designed in the ghettos of the

Ain't that C'mon
It's like y'all

I could never look forward to an early
But still I maintain in a hostile
the concrete jungle for loot
My parents blood money so they gave me the boot

Take a risk 'cause the peer pressure has the
It was a blessin' when I saw my life on the ledge
The streets coulda swallowed me
But the was all gone when I got to see my healthy son born

And now I bring him home to the
to make a stronger fellow
Maybe do some for the neighborhood
It's hard playing hero livin' less a zero

Bull like DeNiro, the modern day pharaoh
A concentration camp the Section 8
Welfare checks at a monthly rate
Apply for the get high, or just plain

Many steady collect right the fifth baby
The hawk is out but the niggaz never it
A hundred sneakers with the skimpy-ass jacket
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get left
Imagine in the ghettos of the