Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt Me Soul

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

My mom can't me, my boyfriend beats me
I have sex for money, the don't love me
The wanna kill me, this nonsense built me
And I got no to go
They bomb my village, they call us
Took me off they welfare, afford they health care
My teacher won't teach me, my beats me
And it hurts me

I had a boy bop, a Jay-Z boycott
Cause he said he never prayed to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the
But by my 30th of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and that was
By uncomfortable as a untouchable touching you
The theme songs that niggas hustle to seem wrong but these songs was true
And it was all becoming
I found a condom on the that Johns would cum into and thought
What constitutes a prostitute is the pursuit of then they drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, rock it
It seems I was seeing the scene adopted
Prevalent in different things with the indifferent to stop it
said don't knock it, mind ya business
His business isn't mine and that pimping got it

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

So the Grim Reaper sickle sharpening
marketing
Oil field
Brazilian adolescent
occupation
Islamic martyrdom,
Yeah, guided targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization
Sand camouflage men
CCF sponsoring, world conquering, telephone
Louis Vuitton modeling, actress honoring
String pondering, bullimic vomiting
Catholic fondling, pre-emptive bombing and Osama and no bombing them
They in my car again, deforestation and overlogging and
Hennessy and Hypnotic swallowing, coughing and
All the world's ills, sittin on chrome 24-inch wheels, like

They say I'm infected, this is why I
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 leaving
My pastor touched me, I love country
I lost my earpiece, I hope hear me
Cause it hurts me