Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt Me Soul

Now I ain't trying to be the
I used to hip-hop, yup, because the women degraded
But Too Short made me laugh, a hypocrite I played it
A I stated, though I only recited half
Omitting the "bitch," cursing I wouldn't say it
Me and dog couldn't relate, til a I dated
my favorite word for hers and hers alike
But I learnt it a song I heard and sorta liked
Yeah, for the icing, drug dealing was appealing
But the block club kept it in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based became the building blocks
For children with leaking ceilings catching drippings with
Coupled compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix with my realities and
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and artistic
I began to jot, tap the and listen, it drop

My mom can't feed me, my beats me
I have sex for money, the hood love me
The cops wanna kill me, this nonsense me
And I got no to go
bomb my village, they call us killers
Took me off welfare, can't afford they health care
My won't teach me, my master beats me
And it me soul

I had a ghetto boy bop, a Jay-Z
Cause he that he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me the ungodly
But by my watching of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and that was
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable you
The theme songs that niggas to seem wrong but these songs was coming true
And it was all cool
I found a condom on the ground Johns would cum into and thought
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of profit then drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, then it
It I was seeing the same scene adopted
Prevalent in things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
They said don't knock it, ya business
His business isn't and that nigga pimping got it

took my daughter, we ain't got no water
I can't get hired, they cross on
We all got suspended, I just got
So I got no to go
They down my gang sign, I ain't got no hang time
They talk my sneakers, poisoned our leader
My ain't seen me, turn off my TV
it hurts me soul

So through the Grim Reaper sharpening
Macintosh
Oil auguring
adolescent disarmament
Israeli
martyrdom, precise
Yeah, guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization
camouflage army men
CCF sponsoring, conquering, telephone monitoring
Louis modeling, pornographic actress honoring
String theory pondering, vomiting
Catholic priest fondling, pre-emptive bombing and Osama and no them
They in my car again, deforestation and overlogging and
and Hypnotic swallowing, hydroponic coughing and
All the ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like that

say I'm infected, this is why I injected
I had it aborted, we got
My laptop got spyware, say that I can't lie here
But I got no to go
I can't stop eatin, my best friend's
My pastor me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I y'all hear me
it hurts me soul