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 made me laugh, like a hypocrite I played it
A hypocrite I stated, though I only half
Omitting the "bitch," cursing I wouldn't say it
Me and dog couldn't relate, til a bitch I
Forgive my favorite word for hers and hers
But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta
Yeah, for the icing, drug dealing was appealing
But the block club it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings 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 wisdom and artistic
I began to jot, tap the and listen, it drop

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

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

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

So through the Grim Reaper sickle
marketing
Oil auguring
adolescent disarmament
Israeli
martyrdom, precise
Yeah, laser targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist harboring
camouflage army men
CCF sponsoring, conquering, telephone monitoring
Vuitton modeling, pornographic actress honoring
String theory pondering, bullimic
Catholic priest fondling, pre-emptive bombing and 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 wheels, like that

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 friend's
My touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope hear me
Cause it me soul