Luyện nghe bài hát Hopeles

[Intro:
you feel that as i take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy and we travel to this emotional roller called life
And we have our ups and
keep in mind
When you hit rock
There no where to go but up baby
Just all you about how you wit it you feel me.. listen here

When life seems
It make a nigga focus
Empty bottles and roaches, helps to get it off my chest cause
Im so and all i here is "fuck tha world" [2x]

[verse 1:
Man ever since life been a
My life in shamblez
Double edge burnin both sides of the candle but cris but you cant handle the truth
Dont wanna reailty
So lord accept my
Please like police say freeze
And i do shit
But im on my knees
Its a crooked system but gin straight take the pain away i charge the
And put my on layaway
A black man but i feel so
So i smoke green and purple til my come true
Then my turn red
Sky grey
Children white in the hood
We it yaay drink old gold
my yellow brick road
Then my script til my story is untold
See i got a money and my life sped up now
Im fallin and i get up

2x]

2: trick daddy]
I had to about a dope fiend
And its strange cause he can bearly write or but seems to get folkz about anything curious about him
I wanted to to him but he was to busy fo that
But i was more welcome to walk with him
As we
He talked and i listen
He theres a big differnce between crackas and niggas
See he said white folks look out fo the white folks but uh black folks blang wit tha folks
When they aint black roakz
When you ooh to a long story short
We need pay attenion and do things that are more compleset and he told me
You kno i woulldnt say something wouldnt work and i wouldnt damnwaste my time telling something that would hurt you
But you would fall for
If you dont for something
But thats for certain but niggas dont be and that shit be hurting
No all of us but of us
And if we dont up
going to bury each and every one of us
And if we hurry up

[chorus repeat 2x w/ daddy]

[verse 3:
Sometimes i cant deal wit my issues
Just being sober lifes a bitch and i cant her
I wish i could and to cry on
We a shoulder
The stand us up
To run us
And in the hood they dont to understand
God damn really got me wondering
Is if its a part of a bigger man
I smell some thing fishy goin on and its way beyond blowin away the smoke from these
Goin on it aint much i can do about it but the word of telling my people to spend ya money wisely dont be obcared
By some things that like what like a home to open ya eyes to
Whats the fucks thats on cause the constantly getting rid of us one by one wither its drugs or diesase or gun by
Gun i aint no saint either i feel that im even doing wrong by this chorus to get thru this song

[chorus repeat 2x w/ daddy]

trick daddy]
You yall going to mess around and complain about slavery that was over 40 50 years ago black folks need to move on
Yall keep playin wit a crackerthey going to have yo ass tied up wired up to them back roads south florida and they
Them laws say they cant do anything for you can a church get a and god for the thugs.