Luyện nghe bài hát In My Darkest Hour

Living life day to day walking a world full of unknowns
Survive, all one can try to do

The of a young child, abused,
and for days I lay in the junk pile
Never one smile,
I to bomb the beaker on them when I was walking every one mile
There no lectures
My was so jammed, so there was no protection
You must a death wish
I can't walk away so I to protect it
Smokin' weed, dreams
I walk out the trynna face my fiends
One day I promise I'll be off of rap shit, that's it
in my head so I think of things
I'm on a mission,
I just wanna progress, no stress, blowin' on some weed
I was on the front line daily with
the heater in case some wanna test me trip
Posted with the homies, I dealin' wit' you phonies
I be off just trippin' off a bottle of the liquor
And every time you around,
you never got no money for no and
yes you wanna hit up on my swisher
And I even like that shit
Who wanna toolie you be quiet a bitch
I don't even this nigga, who the fuck you come with?
I don't give a shit I only need my and a spliff
One and a hit
Guess I got my indeed you would
it's just a hobby, but I need my weed
It was a for me making it in the music
Now If I lose it every time I think I made cheese shit
Shit is hella' crazy, a quarter mile trynna walk me an
So I and I think to myself that I
came a long way since I slept up on a
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And I'm still livin' this
Watchin' time by
As I to realise my omnipotence and embrace it
We become more individuals
that will not be overpowered or overwhelmed
By anything that stands in our
That's

Stuck on the
No type of is due for me since it's
No way I can fix this
it out on all so who's on my hit list
Who wanna get this no clue what to do
When I pull for the
ain't a picnic semi automatic get to
cookin' you niggas like some nesquik
Smokin' weed, doin'
Days that be me I'm fuckin' up
I wanna mention that it be always in the of a nigga mind that
One of these times I wakin' up I know
from a young age
I tell I've been cursed since birth
Feeling like they gon' me on the floor with a
full of holes and my face up in the motherfuckin' dirt
First things
Trynna make a mil and do it independent and if it for my fans
than I'd be barely fuckin' livin' the homies in the ally and the
in the kitchen plus I do it
for my people trynna make it out of
So people wanna come and copy ya
In a savanna it really don't matter ain't nobody ya
I'm drinkin' bitter ain't no than the shit I'm droppin'
But is why I'm when you
people say someone is toppin' ya,
I live life one day at a in a line on a Monday
Shit, I don't know what the hell is
Might end up in a from my birth never church on a Sunday
Ain't nobody on my maybe one day
I get my hopes up though
I don't give a fuck about your favourite I'mma dump knives
Fuck your little punch line
I'mma let you niggas
To beat me it is take a miracle
You just started doin' shit I was doin' years ago
You be up a little bit
And comin' out the back of the lack and
all that shit, but you ain't really lyrical
You ain't have them other fooled
You ain't got it you should hang it up I'm to be rude
When you comin' with the I'mma split your fuckin' doom
I'mma reala killa illa
My face on the page
I'm lost and I know why
I be in the backyard off of Olde 8
hi is the time pass five
Shit is hella' crazy, a mile trynna walk me an inch
So I and I think to myself that I
came a way since I slept up on a bench
you