Luyện nghe bài hát Inland City Blues

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Staring at street lights, I been look at since days.
the Sorcerers Stone, Harry Potter days.
Thinkin bout that got away,
and my niggas thats and got shot away.
On my mind, a lot today.
25 left with a lot to say, but they want me to shut up and ride away.

But not guy. Oh no not this price.
5'9 but my heart me I'm 6'5.
I let my nuts hang low with my high.
All the fake don't get passes on this side.

See that'll get you round here.
get you jumped round here.
We don't fuck punks round here.
We don't fuck with round here!

It's the inner blues.
Most try and lose.
They let crooked ass cops break the rules.
young kid gets popped won't make the news.

Then you wonder why the boy take the tool.
And kick doors, they is get more.
in the pen, so it fucked up his mental.
Shells hit the window, yelling out get low!

You know how that go... you know how that shit go? Same old cycle momma told me use my voice, thats the real reason why a real nigga spit for.
To remind my youth. I gotta my youth!

That wouldn't created minds, combines, there aint nothing that you can fathom that we can't do.
White girl in the front row. she like price, can you my boobs?
I'm like "I would, but I'm too high. and thats off my path, I'm find my truth, lets go.