Luyện nghe bài hát I Can't Go to Sleep

Technique is ill son, how I spill one
to Biggie, 2Pac, Big L and Big Pun
Havoc on the streets of Staten,
House niggas, children watch as they produce the same
Somebody raped our women, murdered our
Hit us with the and guns in the early 80's
For those that murdered me stand before God
To fall at the of fate, then out comes the rod
Bring it back, bring it back, bring it
the fuck is going on, I can't go to sleep
Feds jumping out jeeps, I can't go to sleep
with flies on they cheeks, it's hard to go to sleep
Ish two 6's twice, I couldn't go to sleep
Aiyyo we in the stairs, we carry big guns
Whippy got hit up the big shit, bong bong
Stop at the cheeba spot, pass the leak spot
Drove past y'all niggas again, you a cheap shot
Not knowing, fucking with me you get your chopped
You thought we on our face, you need to be stopped
Call on the chariots, call on an
You smile, my nigga you on Candid Cam
broad, these be the laws, walk with big balls
Nigga, motherfucking eunuch, I even take was yours
I'm the nigga that you, man
When your rap wasn't well I'm the nigga that gave you a hand

Don't kill brother, learn to love each other
Don't get mad, cause it that bad
at who you are, you've come too far
It's in your hands, be a man
Get the jelly out spine
Cobwebs out of your

I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my
They shot the at his mom's building seven times
They Malcolm in the chest, front of his little seeds
Jesse as they shot King on the balcony
Exported Marcus Garvey cause he tried to us
the knowledge of ourselves and our forefathers
Oh Jacqueline you the rifle shots crackling
Her head in her hands, you tried to put it back in
America's watching, ink blotches
Medgar took one to the for integrating college
the science? Somebody? This is trick knowledge
They try to keep us enslaved and scrape for dollars
Walking through Hill, drunk as a fuck
around like these Devils
I'm ready to break this down
They got me trapped up in a gate
Just stressed out hate
And just give me no time to and use my mind to meditate
should I do, grab a blunt or a brew
Grab a .22 and run out there and put fucking violence in you
I can't go to sleep, I shut em, son.. I

The is in your hands
Stop all crying and be a man