Luyện nghe bài hát Grateful

This is as real as it y'all
And it get no realer than this
This is as real as it y'all, huh

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

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

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

Ring ring, there's a call my wifey
Perhaps I gotta make it home but music callin' me
And it's all I know,
Whatever it is I'm grateful for

A man with a guitar, a dude from the
A cat with a song, a 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

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

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

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

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

Everybody sing along now you can it like I made it
let anyone tell you different
When close another door will open
Many have called but my are chosen

You can it if I made it
let anyone tell you different
When doors close door will open, yeah
Many have but my people are chosen, yeah

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

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