Luyện nghe bài hát Good Mourning

What's the of ghetto fabulous
Not ridin the of the bus
I'm a antagonist
Some playas is mad at us for just doin our music out of
Some underground heads is cause we have fun at clubs
I'm probably on some government for my rhymin
You a fool if you don't think already tapped your line
Medicine is big business so my remedies is
It's is for the people so we Reflection Eternal
Listen, you hear the difference science and science fiction
We blow it out like if you leave on appliance in the kitchen
at once, still rolling kind bud in blunts
On the watchin how kids comin to Brooklyn for they fronts
Niggas run past what they need chasing after what they
Fuckin chumps, you down the street and get jumped
Brooklyn cats like to bubble out of town no lookin
When you a ghetto chef you mastered the art of cookin
Some get caught on the Mother City so when they go
They come back as tales of we used to know
Never up to see the stars in all they heavenly glory
Just straight ahead cause the peripheral is buildings with mad
Not floors but dramas is out, shorties get laid out
like respect and out like TV sets
into the banks of our memories (let it be) never forget you
Lyin on your deathbed for God to bless you

Good mourning, good afternoon, night
What have you done with your
Everybody time to be embraced by the light
You only scared to die you ain't livin right, man
I'm up a hellafied fight

I you all to be clear on exactly what I'm sayin
With your attention span I understand I ain't playin
You mistaken if you somehow think it's me you facin
Starin me down while enemy is standin adjacent
My is racin but I know just what I stand for
We chasin death carelessly like +Jessica+, I +Care
Who said, "Just because no one can understand how you
don't necessarily mean that what you be is deep"
In case you die in your you ask the Lord for a blessin
Sometimes they sneak up so that the silence is deafenin
You'll know who the assassin is until it's your time to go
Your is flashin, askin for forgiveness but you move too slow
Now the people that you bear the pain that you once harbored
You was livin for yourself so you could never be a
Life is hard, death is harder; you baby father
lover, son of your mother, somebody brother
Somebody nigga, now your in the air like a whisper
Hearin your mentioned when we pourin out some liquor
The days go by quicker and the nights don't seem to
It's gettin cold, so I shivered and my soul to be delivered

Good mourning, good afternoon, night
What have you with your life?
Everybody comes to be embraced by the light
You only scared to die when you ain't right, man
I'm up a hellafied fight

Yo, the time for everybody
It ain't you can really prepare for

Yo, yo, Mad Duke, rock on and
Curtis Mayfield, rock on and
Grover Washington, rock on and
My Hazel, rock rock on and
Big L, rock on and
Freaky Tah rock on and
Jerome Green, rock on and
Slang Ton, rock on and
We celebrate