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 find for
To survive day
But I nah

An old bee once hummed me a tune
up at night, don't sleep on ya moon
Four seeds in the bed, eight seeds in the
cartoon, we would fight for the spoon
Old Earth in the kitchen, "it's time to eat"
Across the foyer, ya hear the gather of feet
One pound box of sugar, and a of margarine
A hot pot of Grits got my family starvin'
Loose with the welfare cheese, thick the gravy
Used to it, straight out the bottle as a baby
Steamy hot meal serve than five minutes
Big silver pot, water, salt in it
House full of brothers and sisters, the pop's
box on the stove in the kitchen

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

Young shorties in my hood hustlin'
Packin' at the neighbourhood associate
up, not as fortunate to have that fly shit
I'm too young, no jobs'd hire me
You walkin' the street with ya gun in ya hand
Drinkin, thinkin' of a
Your Old Earth can't afford what ya got
So you roll up to the spot, ya thing 'pon cock
And it seems worth the takin', achin'
Morning star Reggie go good with the Grits
Now let's take it for real
When we used to build at big wheels
With the shoppin' cart wheels, and wood to the seat on
Girls skippin' in the street
The heat, left the jelly prints stuck to they feet
chief, flippin' baseball cards for keeps
Momma said it's gettin' late, and it's time to eat

I was small
We had at all
We to eat Grits, for dinner
It was
Almost drive a man
we could find for
To survive day
But I nah