Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

Oh I, I died in your arms tonight
It mustve been something you
I died in your arms tonight (X3)
1
Pop died, didnt cry, didnt know him well
Between him doin heroin and me crack sales
Put in an egg shell, standin at the tabaknaco
Rather the church, to be hurt
Wouldnt work, so a was all on my face
damn that mans face is just like my face
So Pop I forgive you for all the shit I lived through
It wasnt all your hommie, you got caught
And to this pen game, a
Uncle Ray Lost, My big brothers and so many others I saw
Im just we got to see each other, Talk and remeet each other
Save a place in heaven to the next we meet foreva-eva
(X3)
2
(Feel my truth)
Music business hate me 'cause the aint make me
Hustlers and boozers embrace me in the I be makin
I dumbed down a audience to double my dollas
They me for all yet they all yell holla
The hold truth be told
I probably be lyrically Talib
Truthfully I wanted to like common sense
(but I did 5 mil) I aint been rhymin common since
When you sense got that much in common And youve hustlin since
Your in for what perception, go with what makes sense
Since I what Im up against
We as rappers must whats most Important
And I cant the poor if Im one of them
So I got rich and back, to me thats the win win
So next time you see the hommie and his spin
Just know that my is working just like them
(X2)

Whoo uh cheyeah uh cheyeah (young) cheyeah
I keep looking for I cant get
Broken hearts are all me
And I dont see an easy way to get out of
(turn the music up turn the lights Im in my zone)
3
(Feel my truth)
Speakers on the tears no tears should fall
'cause he was on the when those squares get off
See in my circle all we do is ball
we all got triangles on our wall
He is just rappin for the platinum record
I recall 'cause Ive really been before
Four scores and 7 ago the papers flow, paper war
I should fear no man, you dont me though
These words just here to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My and my words is alls I have
Whatcha do to me Nigga, scars or scab
Whatcha gonna box me hommie, I can dodge jab
Three shots couldnt me, thank god for that
Im strong enough to carry Smalls on my back
And the B.K. nigga holla back
(X4)