Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Stand

Nobody ever said life was be easy
But

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

In the heart of a who never knew his roots
Looked up to pimps and to hustlers in the eel-skin
Caddies on the sidewalk, gangsta talk
Truckin' diamonds and
Rubberbands around the

Fly girls to make your head
Seemed they partied all night
I was like, "Put me on"
But said, "Little fellow, run and go play
Take butt 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 players got the girls 'cause they'd and rob
I was makin' 'bout 1-50 a week
And after taxes, you know that is lunch meat

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

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

Brothers my game was true
So I hooked up with the real
That exactly what to do
Bank jobs and jewels, quick to flex with

Pimpin' on the block
Checkin' non stop
Crack spots, armor interior bars
No lie, I used to own 15 cars

Every piece Fila
Drape my in suede
Pavet Piaget, Palace holidays
It was on, out of control
We made up the word 'ballin'', was how we rolled
But the FBI had a 'nother idea
It's called multiple for hundreds of years

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

The is vicious, no retirement, you die young
Listen to a fake, he might you to grab a gun
I get phone calls from row
I ran with, brothers I really know

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

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

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