Luyện nghe bài hát Hurt Me Soul

Now I ain't to be the greatest
I used to hate hip-hop, yup, the women degraded
But Too Short made me laugh, like a I played it
A hypocrite I stated, though I recited half
Omitting the "bitch," cursing I wouldn't say it
Me and dog couldn't relate, til a bitch I
my favorite word for hers and hers alike
But I learnt it from a song I heard and sorta
Yeah, for the icing, glamorized dealing was appealing
But the block club kept it in front of our building
Gangsta rap-based filmings became the blocks
For children leaking ceilings catching drippings with pots
with 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 hood love me
The cops wanna me, this nonsense built me
And I got no to go
They bomb my village, they call us
Took me off welfare, can't afford they health care
My teacher won't me, my master beats me
And it me soul

I had a ghetto boy bop, a boycott
Cause he said that he never to God, he prayed to Gotti
I'm thinking godly, God guard me from the
But by my watching of "Streets is Watching"
I was back to giving props again and was bothering
By this uncomfortable as a touching you
The theme songs niggas hustle to seem wrong but these songs was coming true
And it was all becoming
I found a condom on the that Johns would cum into and thought
What constitutes a is the pursuit of profit then they drop it
The homie in a suit pat her on the butt, rock it
It seems I was the same scene adopted
Prevalent in things with the witnesses indifferent to stop it
They said don't knock it, mind ya
His isn't mine and that nigga 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
They threw down my gang sign, I got no hang time
They talk about my sneakers, our leader
My father seen me, turn off my TV
Cause it hurts me

So through the Grim sickle sharpening
Macintosh
Oil field
Brazilian adolescent
occupation
Islamic martyrdom,
Yeah, laser targeting
Oil for food, water, and terrorist organization
Sand camouflage men
CCF sponsoring, world conquering, monitoring
Louis Vuitton modeling, actress honoring
String theory pondering, vomiting
priest 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, that

They say I'm infected, this is why I
I had it aborted, we got
My laptop got spyware, they say that I lie here
But I got no to go
I stop eatin, my best friend's leaving
My touched me, I love this country
I lost my earpiece, I hope y'all me
it hurts me soul