Luyện nghe bài hát Girs

Food and liquor stores on every corner
From 45th and State to the last standing Horner
J&J's, pale chicken, finger lickin
While sin, gin, sin sin at Rothschild and Lynnwood Liquors
The winos crooked
Meets the high stride of the searchin for the truth
They and raise hell across alleyways and in classroom settings
They get, high off that drum bass and 20/20
They rock braids, Air Force and Timbs
They drink Hennessy, Hypnotiq and
They call they hoes, bust downs and shorties
They keep homes in business and gunshot wards of hospitals full
Prisons packed, over in brown sugar
They keep empty, lots crowded, hype's powdered
The well is running dry, the days of Malcolm and have ended
Our hope has descended and off to the
Waiting for the reinstallment of the
Because we are at the cost of our own pollution
But God has another solution, that has from the hood
I present one who turns, the to good

A'uzu billahi min ash shaitani r
Bismi 'llahi 'r-rahim
Dedicated, to my
Peace! And love to you
YEAH!! And it
1st and, 15, proudly
You what it is
See.. I got this philosophy
I the world, and everything in it
Is up of a mix, of two things
You got good, y'know, and your bad
You got food, and your liquor
That's right.. Chill!
You already know, it's a long comin
I give you my.. I give you my
My soul, my my thoughts, my feelings
My experience, nuttin more, and less
Yes, FNF, uh-huh! So
no further ado...
Fiasco's, "Food & Liquor"