Luyện nghe bài hát Ghettos of the Mind

Ghetto of the

I a body at a party, sort of herbal with the verbal
above and see the vultures fly around in a circle
Baggin' you're lollygaggin', raggin', tow-taggin'
Assassin' with the 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 hell just to pay the rent

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

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

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 cats and rats war under the window
When the ghetto forts flarey, was a Tom and Jerry
Livin' ain't cheap, my is deep
In this part of town where the city sleep

A Barney roller, you can bet the car's stolen
Or static with your BM, only you see them
Speakin' on your mom, a best for the drama
Always tryin' to make a movie, stark-ravin' looney

it, but you know the ghetto keep ya busy
A that when I die, it would never even miss me
phials in the aisles as one pimp smiles
Dope piles workin' by the miles

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

I to stop the pain or the bad situation
But wisdom I can't afford to give 'em
Self savior is braver with the conscious behavior
Designed in the of the mind

Ain't that somethin'?
It's like y'all

I could look forward to an early retirement
But still I maintain in a environment
Hustlin' the concrete for loot
My hated blood 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 coulda me whole
But the pain was all when I got to see my healthy son born

And now I him home to the ghetto
Only to a stronger fellow
Maybe do some good for the
It's playing hero livin' less than a zero

Raging Bull like DeNiro, the modern day
A concentration with the Section 8
Welfare checks given at a rate
Apply for the get high, or just plain

Many steady right around the fifth baby
The hawk is out but the niggaz pack it
A dollar sneakers with the skimpy-ass jacket
When people are deaf, dumb, and blind they get behind
Imagine in the of the mind