Luyện nghe bài hát Intro

In The Background*

Uh
The of my city be gritty
Young niggaz plenty, and ain't never show no pity
die on streets of concrete, blasted from the heat
From under the seat, niggaz just tryin' to ends meat
Trying to eat, day to day livin' no religion
Luxury cars, and this money got my full
School teachers and the preachers don't know to teach us
They don't get a second look without them features
Created so the non rated
Pornographic caught they children the words and say it
the monsters, but don't nobody know the lord
Status depends on the baddest shit you can
And at me I'm in the middle of the confusion
Crime in my and I need a transfusion
Take it how you want to it
I twist and break it
Make it shine to distinguish from the ones who it
and if it out raw, and uncontrollable
Money's foldable, fuck a quoteable
Nobody felt what I was when I wrote this shit
Broke this shit, but that new so I can cope with this
it get better for those who don't get a chance
To advance, and dig the shit I be
You know what might make what I say a clearer
If mothafuckers the one they see in the mirror

till the End*