Luyện nghe bài hát God Send

My mom is in the bedroom, again
Sister's on the corner, lyin' again
Just heard about another one of my niggaz again
I'm tryin' again to moves, I'll be damned if we go hungry

Ever my pops passed the responsibilities belonged to me
song you see is like an ode to God
That he blessed my last to be Allah U Akbar
And this city is hard, tenement are barred

Incarcerated and scarred, no sentiment for it becomes
for war I'm tryin' to score like Bernard King
My vocal box verbal cocaine like the government
I told you I'd the music

back, bustin' shots at before Christ was persecuted
(Blank)
Mathematically we live at angles fuck the star spangled
The makers of fallen angels, danglin' moon crescents
I persevere, breathe the air, inhale the of life

This street game is stiflin', I'm triflin' upholdin' a
Peerin' from behind the of God, we at odds with ourselves
What is it worth this barren metropolis prevail
Scale the walls of hell, of a octopus

I seen it all through the of a needle
of the planet, brainwash of the people
Niggaz'll learn we just concern about
(Shit)
Who's fuckin' When time is of significance

Ghost, we the most magnificent
Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and
Stuck in the crux of the with the evil
Credits about to roll and is the sequel

Incarcerated scar faces in all places, crack sales rise, lives
Cops and robber car chases, Y-2-K fuck up, you're faceless
Hustlers money in Garcia Vega cigar cases
Give the drummer some, pianos, basses

Trumpet in tune, and Prince legitimate reasons
for why they thumpin', hi, I'm the endangered species
By all means, is what I teach these
First offenders catchin' seven to fifteen

Now, my vision of life, is and heaven on split screen
your shit like Mitch Greene I switch scenes
(Snitch)
Bring drama to ass, that's how we on it in Queens
Stray bullets continue shatterin' dreams, batterin' spleens

I'm gatherin' schemes, had only cream as bad as a fiend
food from a table and get drunk to your death
Now, feel it in your heart from the love in my

I it all through the eyes of a needle
Depletion of the planet, of the people
Niggaz'll never we just concern about
(Shit)
Who's fuckin' who? time is of significance

Ghost, we disregard the magnificent
Eat of the fruit that is poisonous and
Stuck in the crux of the spell the evil
about to roll and hell is the sequel