Luyện nghe bài hát Invetro

Two weeks my old man busted up in her
My moms walked slow
Now she crack, sit back and listen to talk shows
I hope she don't eat fried rice tonight

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

Two and a half weeks old, already thoughts of men
Unravelin' and plans for thievin' and shit
Immune to the gospel, not in shit
Where the do I go from here?

'Cuz the afterbirth disperse, it's hard to persevere
I swear I fuck with it
She hits about two packs of cigarettes a day and I'm with it
The asthmatic, internally scarred crack addicts

Who share needles outside in the
On and laugh at it
I guess for them it funny but soon
I be the nigga who for petty money presume

Inside this of Doom' we throw the womb
I bloom to be emitted in June, a coon
Livin' my life though
On the edge of destruction,

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

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

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

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

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

Bet I could probably run for mayor on some shit that one day
Or get my hustle on just like my dad, as kept for the long stay
as a positive form to first step
I want some friends and a fuckin' neighborhood rep

600 Benz gooseneck a Nakamichi system in it
Graduated from a rookie, rolled-up windows
Desire presented for ice cream, Big Wheels, local rented
From 'Power Rangers', 'Lion King', Story' and 'Goonies'

But the bomb, at least that's what I
Beyond my 9 to 5's, I write a dope rap
But with your gone the vision is frail
Dreams set sail

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

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

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

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