Luyện nghe bài hát I Must Stand

Nobody ever said was gon' be easy
But

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

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

Fly to make your head spin
they partied all night long
I was like, "Put me on"
But said, "Little fellow, run and go play
Take your butt to school or else have to be like us one day"

I didn't understand, but I to get a job
While all the players got the 'cause they'd hustle and rob
I was like 'bout 1-50 a week
And after taxes, you know that is lunch meat

And I I can be better 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 money

Streets of anger, and crime
I had it hard, had to sleep in my car
But I never let player see me down
I my front up, my gear clean
Even when checkin' green

knew my game was true
So I up with the real crew
That exactly what to do
Bank and jewels, quick to flex with tools

hoes on the block
Checkin' cash non
Crack spots, armor with bars
No lie, I used to own 15 cars

Every Fila made
my women in suede
Pavet Piaget, Palace holidays
It was on, out of control
We made up the word 'ballin'', that was how we
But the FBI had a whole idea
It's called indictments 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 tell you to a gun
I get calls from condemned 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"
They me, "Tell the little homies the deal
Don't let 'em come up in this hellish habitat of shanks and

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

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