Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Around Outside

Yo' let me at y'all for a minute
It's like when, I was in the
I was never in the ghetto, because my mind was
And if I was locked down, I invision myself being free
But God, I got so questions
I just you to anwser
Me Out...

Rico (from Of Funk):

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

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

My best house payments behind
Now he in the park outside
Mary complains about the she makes
I see some 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 the ghetto was all good
Ya' know what I really for change
But it killas and drug-dealas
But they me as a thug
Hard to see
Supposed to be one-night stand, I supposed to be here, Mom and Dad
never was in
It seems domestic violence is the problem
When I go (Go gome)
Hoping once in my life Mom and Dad would get along
See my died in the war
And all he got was medals, and my grandmother got a letter
Only my kids ever GOT!?
Was a to the ghetto
Have you ever seen a Or someone die of AIDS?!
them suffer and with all this money I got
They be saved
We all hustle so the color, white or black
We all struggle, we act
We better then each other, we're supposed to be all and brothas
my pain
It's better you know
But don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and
I lived better most
Knowin' one day I gotta go, and I buy time
I homie that's doing 99
He sending me pictures and like it's all fine
I it's not
And ya' know It's even worse
They got us killin' turfs
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 hard, a quest to live large
God I have a
it so hard?! (Feel my pain, feel my pain...feel that?)

Ya' know what I'm
over dolla bills, paper
Fightin' over turfs, when none of it don't to us
And racism?! Still exist, but ME?! I'm
We gotta realize we problem
And the government? The only time they care, is election
And they seem to think the only is
Build more to throw us in...it's not right
But I got homies dyin' over (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peace
Pac)
And all the soldiers
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
to be in your spot, if it's not there already
I'm out
(It's around outside)