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, because my was elsewhere
And if I was locked down, I invision myself being free
But God, I got so many
I just want you to
Me Out...

Rico (from Of Funk):

I that God would talk to me (Talk to me)
About all the that I've seen (I know you seen it too)
Move on, coming out
Cracked out got nerve to be crying
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 wish I'd rain, so it wash away all my pain
It's going outside
I I'd rain, I wish I'd rain, so it could wash away all this pain
It's around outside

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

Yo'
Trying to make the world invision my pain (invision my pain)
Trying to pretend that the was all good
Ya' know what I wish for change
But it killas and drug-dealas
But they stereo-type me as a
Hard to see
to be one-night stand, I ain't supposed to be here, Mom and Dad
never was in
It domestic violence is always the problem
I go home (Go gome)
Hoping once in my life Mom and Dad would get along
See my died in the war
And all he ever got was medals, and my got a letter
Only things my 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
They be saved
We all hustle so the color, white or black
We all struggle, we act
We better then each other, supposed to be all sistas and brothas
my pain
It's better that you
But don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived hard and
I lived than most
Knowin' one day I gotta go, and I buy time
I homie that's doing 99
He sending me and letters like it's all fine
I it's not
And ya' know what? It's worse
They got us killin' over
I don't know the last time I went to church
sleep, doin' too much dirt
In the middle of the ghetto, just for clout (wishin' for clout)
forget having babies by these fake playas and shady bustas
Thinkin' can get you out
See now my to live hard, a quest to live large
God I a question
it so hard?! (Feel my pain, feel my pain...feel that?)

Ya' what I'm sayin'
Killin' over bills, paper
Fightin' over turfs, when none of it don't 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 they seem to the only solution is
Build more prisons to us in...it's not right
But I got homies dyin' 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 going around, now it's going around...it's going around
Soon to be in your spot, if it's not there
I'm out
(It's going outside)