Luyện nghe bài hát God Send

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

Ever since my passed the responsibilities belonged to me
This 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

and scarred, no sentiment for when it becomes
Time for war I'm tryin' to like Bernard King
My vocal box sling verbal cocaine like the
I you I'd hurt the music

Travellin' back, bustin' at before Christ was persecuted
(Blank)
we live at right angles fuck the star spangled
The makers of fallen angels, danglin' from moon
I persevere, breathe the air, the effervescence of life

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

I seen it all through the of a needle
Depletion of the planet, brainwash of the
Niggaz'll never learn we just about
(Shit)
Who's fuckin' When time is of significance

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

Incarcerated scar faces in all places, sales rise, failed lives
Cops and robber car chases, fuck up, you're left faceless
Hustlers bury money in Garcia cigar cases
Give the drummer some, pianos, basses

Trumpet in tune, Pharoahe and legitimate reasons
for why thumpin', hi, I'm the most endangered species
By all means, survival is what I teach
First time offenders catchin' to fifteen

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

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

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? When time is of

Ghost, we disregard the most
Eat of the that is poisonous and lethal
Stuck in the crux of the with the evil
Credits to roll and hell is the sequel