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 word "bitch," 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 kept it from in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the building
For children with leaking ceilings catching with pots
with compositions from Pac, Nas's "It Was Written"
In the mix with my realities and
Living conditions, religion, wisdom and artistic 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 hood don't me
The cops wanna kill me, nonsense built me
And I got no to go
They bomb my village, they call us
Took me off they welfare, can't afford health care
My teacher won't me, my master beats me
And it me soul

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

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

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

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