Luyện nghe bài hát Invetro

Two weeks before my old man up in her
My moms never walked
Now she crack, sit back and listen to talk shows
I hope she eat pork fried rice tonight

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

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

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

Who needles outside in the rain
On and laugh at it
I guess for them it funny 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 edge of destruction,

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

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

To contradiction, the love 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 the livin', bow only to God
The coke's tokes and tell-lie-vision violence got me scarred
what the devil allowed on my set
This number one threat, huh

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

600 Benz gooseneck with a Nakamichi in it
Graduated from a rookie, windows tinted
Desire for ice cream, Big Wheels, local rented movies
'Power Rangers', 'Lion King', 'Toy Story' and 'Goonies'

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

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

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

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

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