Luyện nghe bài hát Grits

When I was
We had at all
We used to eat Grits, for
It was
drive a man insane
What we could for
To another day
But I nah

An old bee once hummed me a tune
Stay up at night, sleep on ya moon
Four seeds in the bed, seeds in the room
Afternoon cartoon, we fight for the spoon
Old in the kitchen, yell "it's time to eat"
Across the foyer, ya hear the gather of feet
One box of sugar, and a stick of margarine
A hot pot of Grits got my from starvin'
Loose with the welfare cheese, wit' the gravy
Used to suck it, straight out the bottle as a
Steamy hot meal serve than five minutes
Big pot, boilin' water, salt in it
House full of brothers and sisters, the pop's
Pillsbury box on the stove in the

When I was
We had at all
We used to eat Grits, for
It was

Young shorties in my hood started
Packin' at the neighbourhood associate
Growin' up, not as fortunate to have that fly
I'm too young, no jobs'd hire me
You down the street with ya gun in ya hand
Drinkin, of a masterplan
Your Old Earth can't afford ya friends got
So you roll up to the spot, with ya thing 'pon
And it worth the takin', stomach achin'
Morning Reggie makin' go good with the Grits
Now let's take it back for
When we to build at ghetto big wheels
With the shoppin' wheels, and wood to nail the seat on
skippin' rope in the street
The Summer heat, left the jelly prints to they feet
Skelly chief, flippin' cards for keeps
Momma said gettin' late, and it's time to come eat

When I was
We had at all
We to eat Grits, for dinner
It was
drive a man insane
What we could for
To another day
But I nah