Luyện nghe bài hát In The Mornin (Part II)

(Ahhh In the
on working my job
Every
In the mornin
Keep on my job
cent)

Fresh off the of the bed
I move
no one awake
That's why I
Gotta flip go
We racin to get
Gotta be a baker
(In the stagnole?)
like im crazy
Gotta back home
Gotta feed all the
My said so
Takin (?) my mother my sisters my
When we all then we say lets go
Early bird get the
Mama dat tho
Hit the block sock
got mo drawer
Liquor where they go
See em in the O
bottle in the road
Crush it under my
feel the heat
All up my feet
the devil underneath
Keepin beef to a
Keep a couple good
the book of the lord
And my memories
Like my gun in the

(chorus)

We hustle and we
at all times
Program for the
So we to the dyin
Ders a gang of crips
G's who don't
And a young gunners
to empty the clip
Don't about the cryin
Though we numb to the
At the askin why
I'm through it again
Death runnin the streets
You can call the
If you a rent a cop
controlled by the beat
At your mamas front
Askin and such
Either way we're fucked
bubblin up
From the to the top
Top to the
Pushes and
government got em
Feelin it's solomn
it's gomorrah
Couldn't a job
Now we're sure to be
for the border
They're puttin up a
The last be first
At the end of it all

(chorus)