Luyện nghe bài hát Invetro

Two weeks my old man busted up in her
My moms never walked
Now she smoke crack, sit back and listen to talk
I hope she don't eat pork fried rice

See, the cholesterol already got my arteries
I might even before she injects her lethal chemicals
To wrap the cords around my neck
Shit, I'm pissin' in the

Two and a weeks old, already thoughts of stabbin' men
Unravelin' plots and for thievin' and shit
to the gospel, not believin' in shit
Where the fuck do I go here?

'Cuz the afterbirth disperse, it's hard to persevere
I I can't fuck with it
She hits about two of cigarettes a day and I'm stuck with it
The asthmatic, internally from crack addicts

Who needles outside in the rain
On Kraftmatics and at it
I guess for them it seems but soon
I be the nigga who kills for money presume

Inside this 'Temple of we throw the womb
I bloom to be in June, considered a coon
my life incomplete though
On the of destruction, invetro

I'd not be born
to be scorned in this world of hate
Where life me and stick me like thorn
Wild like child pornography, the of the unborn

I'd not be born
Than to be scorned in this of hate
Where life escape me and me like thorn
Wild like pornography, the autobi of the unborn

Overshadowed in darkness curiosity is my light
Fear it but very coherent that there's a fifty percent chance I might
Not it in spite of the fact it's my life
And can't it, knowin' that I'm losin' this fight

To contradiction, the with the hatred inviting friction
Umbilically inflicted, watchin' my life go down like
Understand mommy dearest is right now
But my faith brings us through someway,

From now I vow to invest the livin', bow to God
The tokes and tell-lie-vision violence already got me scarred
Disregard what the devil on my set
This city's one threat, huh

Bet I could probably run for mayor on some like that one day
Or get my on just like my dad, quiet as kept for the long stay
Flow as a positive to first step
I want some friends and a ill-ass neighborhood rep

600 Benz with a Nakamichi system in it
Graduated a rookie, rolled-up windows tinted
presented for ice cream, Big Wheels, local rented movies
From 'Power Rangers', 'Lion King', 'Toy Story' and

But the bomb, at that's what I heard
my 9 to 5's, I write a dope rap song
But with insides gone the vision is frail
Dreams can't set

From all unprotected sex and cold ballantyne ales, oh, well
I still prevail, God always has something in store for me outside this hell Move on, torn in the eyes of Allah,
When the dawn distortion my abortion clinic visit in the morn

I'd not be born
Than to be scorned in this world of
life escape me and stick me like thorn
Wild child pornography, the autobi of the unborn

I'd not be born
Than to be in this world of hate
Where life me and stick me like thorn
like child pornography, the autobi of the unborn

I'd rather be born, as the true and livin'
Spawned to live this to the fullest, shit is on
Still rethinkin' my position until I'm gone, is to elevate mind
Glisten, destined forever, the storm