Luyện nghe bài hát I Refuse Limitation

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Uh for these hoes I lust
But I'm still flickin ashes a lot of motherfuckers snort dust
But that's they
A lot of us fall somehow
But that's game
try to explain
From books to
Now I see and tricks
up in the mix
Of everyday in way but the right
I the substance my people fiend for at night
Lord knows I do
Sound like the same old
A lot of singing
Homeboys conceal weapons
Cuz ain't gon be no smoking section in
No more be buckin your
Seven eleven on the roll
Don't let the rock and roll your soul
Swats GA by way of Heights
roadblocks sidewalks and ice

Sold me out for 3.5 grams of neighborhood
Now the fuss be 'bout
I'm back home the bullshit
in work
Meanwhile others dug ditches and covered themselves in
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And you locked down
run from reality
Luring you closer and away
To the old traps
Now you never learn from your
And now you wear ass whoopin with pride
What you on?
It wasn't no I in
Only in your
with schemes
Yea you right, God gon wit ya
Fallin from his
Rookie moves cause shifty
And 30 I'm blessed in the hole
But till I go to the state federal

Yea I could did my time on one feet
But see I fucked up
I was slick
Them herpes-havin ass crackers my big check to six
Times wit Dean sermon of the day
But I go to sleep I don't dream no more I just lay
A man knows his limitations
Concrete, concrete like Street

Sufferin from a severe of inner-city blues
I ain't got no clues to which I need to choose
opportunity to gain is all I got to lose
Cuz I just can't settle for streets shorty I refuse

That's the I like
Lord got the
Shot down to the
Remove yo hat the ceiling
Of this
A from the usher of sorts
Deacons hymns rooted stems
Most strive for the and overlook the gems
Got skimp wit yo
become shoulders to depend on
Which way to
Reform, refrain, we gain
Every thought you walk through the is hell
for one
me
me wit me
Another inside a nation
Out the of Scots
cups to test tube
Layer of
the crust
And mix the fruit
supplied me in the hour of need
Watch em
Aryan be the dealer
Now who's the
Yup yup that's the I like
the shit I like

Uh puttin forth the to make a change
Not doin a lot of bout it what's yo game?
You slippin you can't never do
That's you get jacked
For yo life over emotions runnin wild
Like salamanders swimmin in creeks
Feelin
story
you had it
Now you lost it wasn't it look what it costed
Yo life young
Didn't go out without a behind the gun trigger
You better think fast or get swept off yo
Nigga it hurts to see these drugs
The minds of knuckleheads that grow up to be heads
Don't say I tell you cuz you gon see in the future
I hope I have to shoot you
If you
Went from hardcore to like a bitch
Revolutions to bad
Hoods to real niggas to fags
What's the
But I to lose

Sufferin from a severe case of inner-city
I ain't got no to which directions I need to choose
This to gain is all I got to lose
Cuz I just can't for these streets shorty I refuse

Well I woke up mornin with the same frustration from situations like these
Got a call about work from one of them temporary agencies
No high school or any college degrees
I can't enlist but they'll draft me if there's a war
Oh
Of I can slice some OZs
But see I'm one of aspirin MCs
And uh bills are due so at times I'm and everyone disagrees
But I'd rather struggle on my than to live on my knees
So my uniform tight workin all night at D's
Got about 90 and some change after the government
Get they
These wages ain't enough to feed my babies
these limitations on black folks opportunities
So I quit cuz I'm tired of one of those overworked
employees
Stop at all went on and did a few small burglaries
It seems like my faith done turned into memories
And I gettin away with nothing because I know He always sees
But see right now I need to see how I can get this dope sold
I done stuffed in my pocket as many rocks as it can
They gonna get high so I'm gonna get my money even it's freezin cold
Now how many you done heard this story told?
Believe it or not, there's some intelligent junkies
But dependencies is eating away at they souls like
Anyone can turn into who covets and envies
Unequal economics can easily you some enemies
And the crime never drops so the cops ride around in threes
I knew he would have killed me if I did anything but
They found the rest of the dope in some nearby
In a dimlit being questioned by these authorities
And they gave me some time in facilities
And now my woman's gotta take on a responsibilities