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 of Staten, snitches
House niggas, children as they produce the same pattern
Somebody raped our women, our babies
Hit us the cracks and guns in the early 80's
For those that me shall stand before God
To fall at the hands of fate, then out the rod
Bring it back, bring it back, it back
What the is going on, I can't go to sleep
Feds out their jeeps, I can't go to sleep
Babies with flies on they cheeks, it's to go to sleep
Ish bowled two 6's twice, I go to sleep
Aiyyo we deep in the stairs, we big guns
got hit up with the big shit, bong bong
Stop at the cheeba spot, then pass the spot
Drove y'all niggas again, you took a cheap shot
Not knowing, fucking with me you get your meat
You thought we fell on our face, you to be stopped
Call on the chariots, on an ambulance
You better smile, my nigga you on Cam
Gangsta broad, 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 doing well I'm the nigga that gave you a

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

I can't go to sleep, I can't shut my
They shot the father at his mom's building times
shot Malcolm in the chest, front of his little seeds
Jesse watched as they shot King on the
Marcus Garvey cause he tried to spark us
With the knowledge of 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, blood-stained ink
Medgar one to the skull for integrating college
What's the science? Somebody? This is trick
They try to keep us enslaved and still for dollars
Walking through Hill, drunk as a fuck
around like these Devils
I'm ready to break world down
got me trapped up in a metal gate
Just out with hate
And just give me no time to relax and use my mind to
What I do, grab a blunt or a brew
Grab a .22 and run out and put this fucking violence in you
I can't go to sleep, I shut em, son.. I

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