Luyện nghe bài hát God's Soldier

Can you me ? I keep it real in these streets
Until they me, 'cause you can go anyday.
I don't know, life's cold, looking over my
Everywhere I go, I'm soldier
You gotta feel me ! I keep it real in streets
they kill me, 'cause you can go anyday
I don't know, life's cold, over my shoulder
I go, I'm God's soldier

My life means too much, I just can't let it away
I ain't ready to go, so look no time to play
Don't nobody know when you leavin, it unexpected
I wish somebody would me, when it's right next to me
You know gonna happen dawg, you can't stop it
God it will, shit you can't knock it
I wonder how it feels when you you leavin here
I ain't scared of shit, but death is my biggest
I question God, and ask him why I gotta go
But if up to me dawg, I'd never go
And to my folks gone, I you at the crossroads
Until then I'm paper till I'm grey and old
Man you gotta understand that shit is real
You was put here to die, so how you feel ?
Heaven or hell, think it where you goin
Death is like winter time, man it's all

If I'd leave right now, how the hell would my momma
Would she go in shock, die to? ,this is real
I wonder how you feel when you know it's by
And if you do, does your go sky high ?
Does soul see your body layin on the ground
And if it does, how would you if you're happy now?
See in the split second dawg, you can out
Heaven or was near, so nigga ball out
is too short to be trippin over bullshit
People tell you that, but y'all you feel this
Sit back and reminisce and how your folks died
This shit is a everyday thing, it happens
If you was put to die, what was you here for?
And all I'm sayin is the discover you here for
And that's real shit dawg, for me and you
And I'm speakin of some shit, that's really true.

Picture as a game of chess
'cause every move is critical in this of stress
I came from a long to a hard time
My full of stress, I can see it in her eyes
And though my popps never ever did a thing
I still kept my head up and my nuts let 'em hang, cause I'm a man
I kept it real in the streets 24/7, 365 blood sweat and tears and still
A soldier in the gangs feelin this pain
For many stackin some change, hopin for fame
plenty nights, askin God why my uncle Jack
I know I can't, but if I could I'd you back
My cousin hisself, God what you thinkin of ?
Got two kids and a wife and turned out the door
I prayed to Christ every night him ease the pain
And me keep my head straight before I go insane