Luyện nghe bài hát It's Hell

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

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

Stressin' to heaven, seemed like I was by mistake
While the dominate, got me victim to the Legislate'
I'm playin' for kicks, hustle and rob reefer, it 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 too many blows
The pain be killin', got the up in my nose, oh

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

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

'Cause it's
we gotta 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 that's all I say

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

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

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

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

'Cause it's
Livin' off a thug, money things swell
believe me, go and ask my boys in jail
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 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 that's all I say

He just keep his hands on my momma 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 like he's outta control
So he had to of smokin'I heard her croke
Through the wall, she was gaggin' and
Eleven years old, and I need to be seein' this shit

But in my deck, eight ball talkin' about beatin' a bitch
It got me confused, but damn, you shouldn't her that hard
And when them folks come , her stupid ass be 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 blood holdin' her limb
gonna be all right, she whispered with her bleedin' lip
She out, eyes rolled back, I'm tryin' not to panic

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause hell
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 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 keep over, I'm lookin' for a better way
And I that's all I say

'Cause it's
off a thug, money things ain't swell
Don't 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 hell
What we gotta go through, and only will tell
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