Luyện nghe bài hát Grateful

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

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

Maybe the money I didn't have a dime
Maybe a way out before committin'
been Lauryn, perhaps it was Pras
Probably the mirror lookin' in my eyes

Coulda reggae, or the love of hip-hop
Maybe my fans at the show sayin' don't
the struggle of all refugees
Maybe the sign how the bling-bling, ching-ching

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

A man with a guitar, a dude from the
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
by the cops and they didn't find a glock
W Y C L E F, I'm

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

Oh no, God knows, I was chosen
A source of for the next generation
And it's all I know
Whatever it is I'm for being

A man a guitar, a dude from 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 I haven't been shot
Stopped by the cops and they didn't find a
W Y C L E F, I'm

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

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

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

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