Luyện nghe bài hát Grateful

This is as real as it y'all
And it don't get no realer than
This is as as it gets y'all, huh

Maybe my mother, coulda my father
Perhaps it was my sister, probably my
the church, coulda been the street
Perhaps it was the guitar, or Jerry beats

Maybe the money when I have a dime
Maybe a way out before crimes
Coulda been Lauryn, it was Pras
Probably the mirror lookin' in my eyes

Coulda been reggae, or the of hip-hop
Maybe my at the show sayin' don't stop
Probably the of all refugees
Maybe the how the diamonds bling-bling, ching-ching

Ring ring, there's a from my wifey
Perhaps I gotta make it but music keep callin' me
And maybe all I know,
Whatever it is I'm for being

A man a guitar, a dude from the streets
A cat a song, a Refugee MC
Jean, a Fugee for life
A son, first one on the run

I'm grateful I haven't been shot
Stopped by the cops and didn't find a glock
W Y C L E F, I'm

Coulda been a crack fiend no place to go
Lord, oh mighty God, mercy on my soul
Coulda been Pablo, king of
Or a pimp with a screamin' we don't love them hoes

Oh no, God knows, I was chosen
A source of inspiration for the next
And maybe all I know
Whatever it is I'm grateful for

A man with a guitar, a dude from the
A cat a song, a Refugee MC
Wyclef Jean, a for life
A preacher's son, one on the run

I'm grateful that I been shot
Stopped by the cops and they didn't a glock
W Y C L E F, I'm

sing along now you can make it like I made it
Don't let tell you different
When doors close door will open
Many have but my people are chosen

You can it if I made it
Don't let tell you different
doors close another door will open, yeah
Many have called but my people are chosen,

A man with a guitar, a dude the streets
A cat with a song, a MC
Jean, a Fugee for life
A preacher's son, one on the run

I'm grateful that I haven't shot
Stopped by the cops and they didn't find a
W Y C L E F, I'm