Luyện nghe bài hát Have Mercy

You have to mercy
Otherwise, you learn bad ways
You have confined here, for one month already
But you still grasped this basic principal
I sorry for you, my boy
I've living in this world
Not knowing where I'm going (knowing I'm going)
This world ain't
That it's gonna get better, (yeah, it's gonna be trouble again)
My days getting shorter, my nights longer
My getting smaller, my son getting taller
I exercise my mind, my body stronger
But my blood getting colder, getting harder
My chances for appeal, slimmer
My skin getting brighter, my hair getting
See, when you stressed out, you could age fast in (have mercy)
I done seen weak niggas not last a year, so before out
I my kids every night, kiss the stamp on the kite
And say a prayer, I hope it lands safe in flights
I pray sleep safe through the night
Try to my son right, give him some jewels
But hard to raise my boy from this visiting room
Many turned to prisoner's tombs
I just pray I don't die in here, and last night I almost cried a
(have mercy)
To all my gun holders, up, get it
Cause when the killas come around, on
Bullets get blown, warn 'em and they re-up

Say some shit, your flagship gone
Can't play the no more
hang around by the store no more
It's on, you a dickhead
Now you a dead man with no
Now you believe you jammed
my six niggas, sixty years, stay in the crispy airs
Hundreds, blunted, we up top, switching
Money equal power, horror equal real when
Ratchet barrel under your
Mean streets in the middays, robbers, but life's so hard
Even the cops clutter us to us (have mercy)
The killas is star struck, at the cars and trucks
Rambo guns, it's to get luck
Whether fail or a up, your number is up
Period, make you bleed
Chop your body, leave you right in the lobby
Hear me, kid? holes right in your derriere
The blitzes, the rushes'll something, back in the cells
Two days later, yup, back in cuffs again
Or leaning on the customers, hustlers, my hood
Marvelous raps, on mufflers (have mercy)
Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh,
It hurts my heart, to see going on
Young men dying now, children going when born
Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh
Oh no, oh whoa, where is this going to? I don't know