Luyện nghe bài hát It Won't Be Long

uh,
I it won't be long (no)
we out here baby
gotta get you up out baby
Said it won't be
we out here baby
we up out here

[J. Verse 1]
I say a and look up in the sky
thank God though a n-gga headed to this tired day job
will my eyes wide
I know I'm gonna blow
this is music for my n-ggas cause I you want more
cause that old sh-t fake and new sh-t real
J Cole not Jay witness that Blueprint
hey Cole is you thats some big boots to fill
yeah straight out the Ville and the shoes fit
heaven same hell
same n-ggas get
knew every still never would tell
of the repercussion
scared of people bussin
bullets be hittin' n-gga's you swear could be percussion
n-ggas be holding triggers before they could instructions

oh God, never did our fathers us nothing
no law, but a man on my own
showed my momma I could on my own

[J. Cole 2]
Dear mama, your son
in this cold World where n-ggas shun virgins
and praise
as days go by shawty 19 old
no clothes for her yet she stay so fly
tell me why do you cry
is it you know my teacher be feeding me lies
is it cause you know that Preacher is greedy
racism is alive I see the disguise
mamma I it hurts
it hurts me to watch you go to work hanging on
some rich man getting while you slaving for him
so whats the for him
a young n-gga the hood without a pops at home
surrounded by no
and soon no good becomes so good
a little drug money got him feeling so rich
killing your hood the same sh-t Ronald Reagon filled up your hood with
and it's still in your hood
I'm feeling no good
I'm of my soul
is there a life for us I just sit and I hope
I just hope and I
it'll change one day I'll a change one way
and mamma I can fly you out this cold
this cold life, all wrong
no right
its hard to see the good when no light
just onto me, trust me hold tight!