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 in the ghetto, because my mind was elsewhere
And if I was locked down, I invision myself being free
But God, I got so questions
I want you to anwser
Me Out...

Rico (from Of Funk):

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

But I wish it would
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 around outside

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

Yo'
Trying to make the whole world invision my (invision my pain)
Trying to pretend that the was all good
Ya' know I really wish for change
But it seems and drug-dealas
But they stereo-type me as a
Hard to see
Supposed to be one-night stand, I supposed to be here, Mom and Dad
was in love
It seems violence is always the problem
When I go (Go gome)
once in my life that Mom and Dad would 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
you ever seen a crackbaby? Or someone die of AIDS?!
Watch suffer and with all this money I got
can't be saved
We all hustle so fuck the color, or black
We all struggle, we act
We then each other, we're supposed to be all sistas and brothas
Feel my
better that you know
But don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and
I lived better than
one day I gotta go, and I can't buy time
I gotta that's doing 99
He sending me pictures and letters like it's all
I it's not
And ya' know what? It's worse
They got us killin' over
I don't know when the last I went to church
Can't sleep, too much dirt
In the of the ghetto, just wishin' for clout (wishin' for clout)
Ladies forget having babies by fake playas and shady bustas
they can get you out
See now my quest to live hard, a quest to live
God I have a
Why's it so hard?! (Feel my pain, my pain...feel that?)

Ya' what I'm sayin'
Killin' over dolla bills,
Fightin' over turfs, when none of it belong to us
And racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm
We gotta realize we problem
And the government? The only time they care, is time
And they seem to think the solution is
Build more prisons to throw us in...it's not
But I got dyin' over nothing (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peace
Pac)
And all the fallen
Ya' know what, it to be in my community...drugs and violence
Now it's around, now it's going around...it's going around
Soon to be in your spot, if it's not already
I'm out
(It's around outside)