Luyện nghe bài hát It's Going Around Outside

Yo' let me holla at for a minute
It's like when, I was in the
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 talk to me (Talk to me)
all the pain 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 one say, that's the only way (No it ain't)

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

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

Yo'
Trying to the whole world invision my pain (invision my pain)
Trying to pretend that the was all good
Ya' know what I really wish for
But it killas and drug-dealas
But they me as a thug
Hard to see
to be one-night stand, I ain't supposed to be here, Mom and Dad
never was in
It seems domestic violence is always the
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 ever got was medals, and my got a letter
Only things my ever GOT!?
Was a to the ghetto
Have you ever a crackbaby? Or someone die of AIDS?!
them suffer and with all this money I got
They can't be
We all so fuck the color, white or black
We all struggle, we act
We better then each other, we're to be all sistas and brothas
Feel my
It's better that you
But don't feel sorry for me, even though I lived and rough
I lived better most
one day I gotta go, and I can't buy time
I homie that's doing 99
He sending me pictures and letters like it's all
I know not
And ya' know what? even worse
They got us over turfs
I don't know when the last I went to church
sleep, doin' too much dirt
In the middle of the ghetto, just wishin' for (wishin' for clout)
Ladies forget having babies by fake playas and shady bustas
Thinkin' 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' know I'm sayin'
Killin' over bills, paper
Fightin' over turfs, when none of it don't to us
And racism?! exist, but ME?! I'm color-blind
We gotta we gotta problem
And the government? The only time care, is election time
And they seem to think the only is
more prisons to throw us in...it's not right
But I got homies over nothing (Rest in peace Biggie, rest in peace
Pac)
And all the soldiers
Ya' know what, it used to be in my community...drugs and
Now it's going around, now it's around...it's going around
Soon to be in your spot, if it's not there
I'm out
(It's going outside)