Luyện nghe bài hát i just died

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

Whoo uh uh cheyeah (young) cheyeah hahaha
I keep looking for something I get
Broken hearts are all me
And I see an easy way to get out of this
(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 block when those get off
See in my circle all we do is ball
Till we all got triangles on our
He is rappin for the platinum yall record
I 'cause Ive really been there before
Four scores and 7 years ago the papers flow, war
I should fear no man, you dont me though
These words aint here to go
In the one ear, out the ear, No
My balls and my words is alls I
Whatcha gonna do to me Nigga, or scab
gonna box me hommie, I can dodge your jab
Three shots couldnt touch me, thank god for
Im strong enough to carry Smalls on my back
And the whole B.K. nigga holla
(X4)