Luyện nghe bài hát It's Your World (part 1&2)

1]
Night Blows, Stoves work, Hoes at work
A warrior, so I 'em on my shirt
I was free as Che was,I spend a day buzzed
Trippin on heights, for nights in different flavors
The age of and Big Daddy,shown by the caddies
Uncles named Larry, never really grabbed me
My gave birth but she really never had me
Left to the hood to daddy
Raised by niggaz named through the bay bay
With waists so they weigh status on the streets
License plates that say they, motto This is in the hay day
to Good Times, I guess that I was Jay Jay
A nigga, young girls with penny figures
So many niggaz, stacked each other
It's the black upon each other that we love so
Wonder how of us, these drugs gonna touch
Used to gangbang, ain't really thug that
Rather have thick broads then the dutch to clutch
Went to in Baton Rouge for a couple of years
My college career got downed with a couple of
Came back home, now I gotta pay back
Same nigga, same block, shit they own
Only thing different, quicker, they click that
In my defense, yo I had to hit that
Man to man, I'm good workin my hands
My generation never workin for the man
And, of broke I ain't a fan
Now I stand in the spot, as my old man
My life I not to be on this corner
I still wanna see
But is my world

Repeated Overlapping:]
"It's world"

[Common]

2]
Life and death law us
Four pounds and pounds a verb out of towners
It's hard to grounded
We stay high, why old folks down us
Lost, found us, the force that sorrounds us
with us, they get us on the ground and hit us
We paint pictures of the chains under names and scriptures
from earth, only to return through birth
Knew this girl sellin her body, wish she what it was worth.
Between God and trash, lookin in every car that
a walk that suggests head, to milk niggaz she was breastfed
She know dairy so she say cheese to get
In the area where it's weaves and less dreads
Kinda scary, theives and base-heads
it was her toes, but I could tell her soul hurt
She was colder (?), growin up she got to hurt
very well in a world self hate is overt
Her step-father that he was aite, so her he striked
she got to like like minded niggaz, who crimes and figures
Doin white lines and liquor, see hard times had her
In the ass, it used to be
Life is fast, choose to be quicker
I remember in high school she had a to sing
Now she see herself in a casket in
are the children of crack and rap, blacks done lack
Self-esteem, yo we forgot the
On our jeffersons but we forgot the theme
In the Chi, we even for a garbage team
This queen never seen on this Corner
She still see California
But this is her

[Chorus repeated several

[Kids stating dreams]

Be, be here, be there, be that, be
Be for life, be greatful to life
Be gleeful everyday, for bein the best among 500,000
Be-nign, be you, be mom's mean pie, be little sambo With bad hair
Be aware of what a lynch is, Be, be boundless
Be a star ghetto general, be no one except I
Be a academic student, be an A student in sociology
Be food for thought to the growin mind, be the author of own horoscope
Be invited, be long-living, be forgiving, be not
Be a proud run, only to return to another day
Be if possible, but justice in ways (?)
Be high when you low, be on time but to go
Be cautious of the road to college, takin a through vietnam or the middle east
Be absent of wars at any past or present amongst themselves
Be visual of over your shoulder while beggin
A nation on free labor for reperation, Be a cartopogropher
Be a map maker, be able to afro-american man
search thoroughly it may be close to man
Be ammended 5/5ths, be ammended human
Be the owner of land than is set aside for wild life
Be cupid, to world
Be found the truth, lost tribe
Be at strength when walking through the valley
Be not foolish as tender 18 of the tops
Be a brilliant soul, sparklin in the galaxy while walkin on
Be loved by God as as God loved Ghandi and Martin Luther King
Be that last one of 144,000, be the resident of that twelfth
Be....eternal!