Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Stand

Nobody ever said life was be easy
But

Just a kid, moms when I was seven
died, eleven, what's up with heaven?
It's hell when you're an orphan at a age
This impressionable stage, no breeds rage

In the of a child who never knew his roots
up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin boots
Parkin' Caddies on the sidewalk, talk
Truckin' diamonds and
Rubberbands the bankrolls

Fly girls to make your spin
Seemed they partied all long
I was like, "Put me on"
But they said, "Little fellow, run and go
Take your to school or else you'll have to be like us one day"

I understand, but I tried to get a job
While all the got the girls 'cause they'd hustle and rob
I was makin' 'bout 1-50 a week
And taxes, you know what that is lunch meat

And I know I can be than this
I get me a car, man
I get a girl
I I can do it out there, man
I'm go for it, man
I gotta get money

Streets of anger, trouble and
I had it hard, had to sleep in my car
But I never let another see me down
I kept my front up, my gear
Even checkin' minor green

Brothers knew my was true
So I hooked up the real crew
That knew what to do
jobs and jewels, quick to flex with tools

Pimpin' on the block
Checkin' cash non
Crack spots, armor with interior
No lie, I to own 'bout 15 cars

piece Fila made
Drape my in suede
Pavet Piaget, Cesar's holidays
It was on, crazy out of
We made up the word 'ballin'', was how we rolled
But the FBI had a whole 'nother
It's multiple indictments for hundreds of years

Daff is
Carter got 25
Nah
35 to life?
Nah, don't me B.O.'s dead, man
I don't wanna that, man
I was just him

The game is vicious, no retirement, you die
Listen to a fake, he might tell you to a gun
I get phone calls condemned row
Brothers I ran with, I really know

They tell me, "Ice you got love in the pen
You're the one that got away, wanna see you in"
They tell me, "Tell the homies the deal
Don't let 'em come up in hellish habitat of shanks and steel

I marched two strong in D.C.
Lookin' eye to eye brothers that I used to think below me
Damn, my was twisted in my hustlin' days
But God me, I got a baby son to raise

And bein' black ain't easy, prejudice is
But health and is all we need for us to build
We gotta come together,
Check yourself like I did, blackman, because all related