Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hell

Stay up ya head up
It's hell in the boy
your head young nigga
'Cause hell

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, stomach of butterflies
Somebody help me, cause my life is in the eyes
got me for a Humbug, and that's some bullshit
I should've listened to preachers in the pulpit

to heaven, seemed like I was born by mistake
While the races dominate, got me victim to the
I'm for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it medicated my mind,
Fuck the World, crime

My died in '92 so crazy, what the fuck to do?
Daddy smokin' hard, not knowin' it corrupted two chillin'
I'm starin' at the ceilin', can't take too many
The be killin', got the sinus up in my nose, oh

people want to hurt me, my momma dead, so fuck 'em
A small timer on the rise, so I feel
To my in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I care with ya, my nigga

it's hell
Livin' off a thug, things ain't swell
Don't believe me, go and ask my in jail
When we keep a knock for the cops
ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

'Cause hell
What we gotta go through, and time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a way
And I all I gotta say

Now I was born broke, but I'll be damned if I'm a die way
Love my momma, can't deny face and as a child
Everynight I prayed for a rap deal, man sometimes
Twice I'd say, "Lord me, take me away from here"

Twenty now, and I've been yay' for years
But why we had a house, and couldn't it?
Why we evicted? Why we get more pink slips than Victorias
Why I gotta rob? Why my pappa ain't job? Why I ain't graduate?

Why through school I aint have a date?
Why I had to Why I'm wearing hand me downs?
Why I'm in and out of jail? Why I let my down?
Why my died? Wish it would've been me

He ain't rob, he ain't hustle, should've me
Preacher man, you pray for me, faithfully?
When God lay him his herbs, tell him wait for me

'Cause hell
Livin' off a thug, money things ain't
Don't me, go and ask my boys in jail
we cryin' keep a knock for the cops
'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my

it's hell
What we go through, and only time will tell
When the pain is over, I'm down on my
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm for a better way
And I all I gotta say

He just keep layin' his hands on my again
ties, this is where the drama begins
Tellin' my momma on the floor, bitch and bitch that
in my prayin' to God, "Please let me get back"

He's trippin' he's outta control
So he had to of been heard her croke
the wall, she was gaggin' and chokin'
Eleven years old, and I don't need to be seein' this

But in my tape deck, eight ball talkin' about a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you popp her that hard
And when them folks , her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
her ass like a man, right and left with his fists

Heavely blows to the dome, now she slicing her
I'm hyped and I'm pissed, soaking wet blood holdin' her limb
gonna be all right, she whispered with her bleedin' lip
She passed out, rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panic

Step daddy walked in, saw my momma, then he went in a
leakin', non stop, permanent rush with the fever
She almost died, of of blood, I knew my momma wouldn't leave me
She don't deserve to live in pain, she just wanted to be

Feelin' like a puss, I didn't help her 'cuz he ain't even my
She's back at home, and he puttin' his on her again
Livin' in eternal fire, where drama end

hell
Nobody knows, the load, my tow
knows, the load, my soul tow

'Cause hell
Livin' off a thug, money ain't swell
believe me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we keep a knock for the cops
'Cause no sunshine for boys or blocks, my nigga

'Cause it's
What we gotta go through, and only time will
When the pain is over, I'm on my knees
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm for a better way
And I all I gotta say

'Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, things ain't swell
Don't me, go and ask my boys in jail
we cryin' keep a knock for the cops
'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my

'Cause it's
we gotta go through, and only time will tell
When the is over, I'm down on my knees
Lord watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I all I gotta say

'Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, things ain't swell
believe me, go and ask my boys in jail
When we cryin' keep a for the cops
'Cause ain't no sunshine for boys or blocks, my

'Cause it's
What we gotta go through, and only time will
When the pain is over, I'm on my knees
Lord keep watchin' over, I'm lookin' for a way
And I all I gotta say