Luyện nghe bài hát I Cant Breathe

I'ma keep it real, my life is a heart attack
You gotta pay attention my people is artifacts
He said he got a gun, why you We all got 'em
I don't own a gun, no bullets, never it
I don't feel for my life, all you Americans is so fucking scary
Ask who you're better than

I slap the shit out you, you a and you scary
Without a or some money you wouldn't see clearly
And I'ma keep it real, why the fuck your family a
Nigga preying on them kids, away with murder
don't look at me in the face for the shit that they did
One just died, karma's a bitch
And raping more guys than you think
So if your chick's in the bed, you better go and see
stressed out and can't express their emotions
I got raped so many times, I don't if I'm broken
why I got to sit back, smoke a blunt, and get focused
Segregation just ended, you is stupid

You people all bitches, separating the
I would tell your grandparents suck a dick and evil
If they hating for the of the skin then they evil
If they enslaved or raped, then how you gon' me evil
You taught me how to kill, you taught me how to
You taught me how to cry, you me how to read
Propaganda's so real, Jesus look like that
White Jesus? I don't know, bullshit

I believe in Earth, I in people
Ban all the guns cause they killing
Ban all the weapons they killing people
Ban all the guns cause they made from
And why was you if you was prepared
They love raping people, go to East Oakland
Ride down to Oakland, see the young prostitutes and
All the police know it, and they probably get pussy or fuck 'em in their ass
Cause once they get in trouble, it's all the task
Live with integrity and live honesty
Uplift the people you, honestly
Just because pimped us don't mean you got to
Just because they drugs don't mean you got to
All this white call us rapist, Black Friday
Ask who's racist

A college couldn't be able to this
You gotta learn for yourself and be your own
Cause they rather have you working than being a
If was free, then why you paying for college?
everyone pimping, highest level is government
Lower level street pimping is of suffering
They love to get them hip-hop
They selling off their organs, pre-mature
Stop this killing and stop hatred
People should be able to walk around the fucking streets
And shit happen
Oh yeah, I forget, I'm a rapper
You can't put me in a box, no pussy
Why the segregation? I'm just asking
A hundred years of pain, you got the nerve to ask me what's wrong black people? Where's your mom and daddy?
And they try to make you feel bad when you ain't got a dad like you're lesser of a man
But check out

Mom and dad but people get divorced
And if you want to have a child, your choice
I pray for all the and I cry sometimes
the pain is so vivid
They try to normalize pain, pay attention
Protect the cause we all slipping

I breathe
I can't
I breathe
I can't

And God I'm able to read
I breathe
You me, it's Lil B
I can't
And thank God I'm able to
Lil B
I don't give a fuck no more, I'm going in for
Anyone can get it at this

When you a hundred, you can't for that bullshit
You know I'm saying, I'm thugged out pissed off
It is what it is, you know I'm saying
your boy Lil B, everytime you hear my voice, you know it's real
Every you see me, you know it's real
One of a kind, this out
pain from the streets

I out the hood with that sour taste
I relate to dope and throw-a-ways
I relate to homies that paid dues
I put hands on niggas and I taking nothing
Them crackers try to take my mind,
Them crackers out here fucking niggas with that time,
I'm out here, I'm me (Lil B)
Grown man shit, 33
I got bitches and I got killers (What you got, big bruh?)
No homo, I got (Lil bruh, what you got mane?)
And no homo, I'm sacks
I never paid for the smother, now that's a (Figaro!)

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I bust a head, whodie
I'm bout under, you scared, whodie
I seen smother, I under
I love life and I love number