Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Around Outside

Yo' let me holla at y'all for a
It's when, I was in the ghetto
I was never in the ghetto, my mind was elsewhere
And if I was locked down, I would myself being free
But God, I got so many
I want you to anwser
Me Out...

Rico (from Of Funk):

I wish that God would to me (Talk to me)
About all the pain that seen (I know you seen it too)
Move on, coming out
out Mother got nerve to be crying
All my friends seem to pass (Rest in peace, all y'all rest in
peace)
I heard one say, that's the way (No it ain't)

But I wish it rain
I wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all my
It's around outside
I wish I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could away all this pain
It's going around

My best friend's house behind
Now he in the park outside
complains about the money she makes
I see some more people of AIDS (I feel ya dog, I feel ya)

Yo'
Trying to make the world invision my pain (invision my pain)
Trying to pretend that the ghetto was all
Ya' know I really wish for change
But it killas and drug-dealas
But they stereo-type me as a
to see clear
Supposed to be one-night stand, I supposed to be here, Mom and Dad
was in love
It seems domestic is always the problem
I go home (Go gome)
Hoping once in my life that Mom and Dad get along
See my grandfather in the war
And all he got was medals, and my grandmother got a letter
Only my kids ever GOT!?
Was a trip to the
Have you ever seen a Or someone die of AIDS?!
Watch suffer and with all this money I got
They be saved
We all hustle so fuck the color, white or
We all struggle, we act
We better then each other, we're supposed to be all and brothas
Feel my
better that you know
But don't sorry for me, even though I lived hard and rough
I lived better most
Knowin' one day I gotta go, and I buy time
I gotta homie doing 99
He me pictures and letters like it's all fine
I know not
And ya' know what? even worse
They got us over turfs
I don't when the last time I went to church
Can't sleep, doin' too dirt
In the middle of the ghetto, just wishin' for (wishin' for clout)
Ladies forget babies by these fake playas and shady bustas
Thinkin' can get you out
See now my quest to live hard, a to live large
God I have a
Why's it so hard?! (Feel my pain, my pain...feel that?)

Ya' what I'm sayin'
Killin' dolla bills, paper
Fightin' over turfs, when of it don't belong to us
And racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm
We realize we gotta problem
And the government? The time they care, is election time
And seem to think the only solution is
Build prisons to throw us in...it's not right
But I got homies dyin' over nothing (Rest in Biggie, rest in peace
Pac)
And all the fallen
Ya' know what, it to be in my community...drugs and violence
Now it's going around, now it's around...it's going around
Soon to be in your spot, if not there already
I'm out
(It's around outside)