Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hell

Stay up Hold ya up
hell in the streets boy
Hold head young nigga
'Cause hell

I'm sittin' in the courtroom, full 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 to them preachers in the pulpit

Stressin' to heaven, seemed like I was born by
the races dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it my mind,
Fuck the World, with

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

These people want to hurt me, my dead, so fuck 'em
A timer on the rise, so nothin' I feel
To my in the county, I might do a bit with ya
Boy, in the streets I don't with ya, my nigga

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

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

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

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

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

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

it's 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 ain't no for boys or blocks, my nigga

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

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

He's like he's outta control
So he had to of been smokin'I heard her
Through the wall, she was gaggin' and
Eleven years old, and I don't to be seein' this shit

But in my tape deck, eight talkin' about beatin' a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't popp her hard
And them folks come , her stupid ass be droppin' the charge
Whippin' her ass a man, right and left with his fists

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

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

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

It's
knows, the load, my soul tow
Nobody knows, the load, my tow

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

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

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

'Cause hell
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

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

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