Luyện nghe bài hát I Didn't Ask To Come

Everyday somebody killed
the deal it's 1995 and a nigga wanna live
The type of life that dream, I want things
A crib, a car, while living the of a king

I know I take for granted at for what I got
Still hustlin' and bustlin' and now and I stand a pop
Or two to come up a steady battle through the
Mamma think I'm wrong I wanna get paid

The ain't given T-mo a chance 22 on the loose
And trying to get the noose a little slack
Around my neck they it hard for a brother to cope
It's still illegal to cess 'cause they can't tax
I'm ready to go up in the White House my acts
And chop up shit until they give my freedom

Service to what, who damn, you got sought away out
The is getting full, calling up your pull but pull ain't got it
I fell cold inside a man sleeping on pavement
Under the of I-20 west

And on the face of the man
Cussing out the atmosphere nobody close enough to hear
And who dat miss they fee, all they personal shit
Is on the front lawn of apple tree

And for those who ain't got
Before the owner back up with the U-haul, police you call
But wasn't no Marshall there to watch stuff, see I stand tall
To this world like a kid walking rapping his rhymes to

A book on a shelf of many MC's seen come and go
Style free with Cool Breeze 'til it's thick dat fog
Stacking my extra for a engine for tha hog
Dropping a point from the East from a out tha trees, 360 degrees

Born into crooked ways
I even ask to come so now I'm living in the days
I and fight to stay alive
Hoping that one day I'd the chance to die

Pallbearer to one
to that one
Can't to get a grip
'Cause, my is sweatin'

Niggas ain't getting no where fast but, to the hearse
Why sunbeam burst off baskets blinding me
Almost dropped ma end of the
Woodgrain and the only thang on my brain is this coward hang
S W A T S
West Atlanta Fountain Lane

Forgot the batch niggas got thirty
Lord me and my foes I know
Revenge is best when cold by those
Who feel no guilt, God care whether you got a spade or not

Ain't no in your playing hand you was dealt
tighten up your belt man, always go with
The first because, I don't make the rules
Ooh, you how it is in these streets
Victims rarely get a chance to twice

As he laid in the final place
He had a peaceful expression in his face
My visions blurry from but it ain't hard to see that
At any time it been me

It's about 90 degrees outside but yet it felt I'm froze
The come to a close
I toss a rose but just can't seem to walk yet
Damn I done fucked and got upset

But it nothing we can do
bigger than me and you one day our time coming too
So no use in being sad
Leaving was probably the best gift he ever had

We be glad
his life was something
That he had to give to me
That I need to be responsible how I live

I complain about my pain
But I just ain't gone let my niggas die in
So Bean, I'm make it for you
The cycle that young black men keep goin' through

I'm break it for you
And start takin' of me
And me consist of all my and my family
now on, until I'm gone

Born into these ways
I never even ask to come so now I'm in the days
I struggle and to stay alive
Hoping that one day I'd the chance to die

Pallbearer to one
to that one
Can't to get a grip
'Cause my is sweatin'