Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt Me Soul

Now I trying to be the greatest
I used to hate hip-hop, yup, because the degraded
But Too Short me laugh, like 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 from in front of our
Gangsta filmings became the building blocks
For children with leaking ceilings catching drippings with
Coupled with compositions Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix my realities and feelings
Living conditions, religion, ignorant wisdom and vision
I began to jot, tap the and listen, it drop

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

I had a ghetto boy bop, a boycott
Cause he said that he never prayed to God, he to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the
But by my 30th of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving again and that was bothering
By this uncomfortable as a untouchable 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 would cum into and thought
What a prostitute is the pursuit of profit then they drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, then it
It seems I was the same scene adopted
Prevalent in things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
They said don't it, mind ya business
His business isn't mine and that pimping got it

They took my daughter, we got no water
I can't get hired, they on fire
We all got suspended, I just got
So I got no to go
threw 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
it hurts me soul

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

They say I'm infected, is why I injected
I had it aborted, we got
My laptop got spyware, they say that I lie here
But I got no to go
I can't eatin, my best friend's leaving
My touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope hear me
Cause it hurts me