Luyện nghe bài hát Girs

Food and liquor stores rest on corner
45th and State to the last standing Henry Horner
J&J's, pale chicken, good lickin
they sin, gin, sin sin at Rothschild and Lynnwood Liquors
The winos crooked
Meets the high stride of the youth searchin for the
They rebel and raise hell across alleyways and in settings
They get, high off that bass and 20/20 rims
They braids, Air Force Ones and Timbs
They drink Hennessy, Hypnotiq and
They call they women hoes, bust downs and
They keep funeral homes in business and gunshot of hospitals full
packed, bubblin over in brown sugar
They keep empty, Westside lots crowded, hype's
The well is dry, the days of Malcolm and Martin have ended
Our has descended and off to the side
Waiting for the of the revolution
Because we are dying at the cost of our own
But God has solution, that has evolved from the hood
I present one who turns, the Fiasco to

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