Luyện nghe bài hát Jfk 2 Lax

Yo
Yo
whassup g?
That trip to l.a., may be
Why I'm on my way to the airport now
well your boy guru got knocked
!
I don't what this is about, sounds crazy man
about a gun

"the court keith elam to the stand.
Please the bench."

Yo got me handcuffed, I'm down in central booking
Things are up, the way my future's looking
But I'm too fly, i'ma this scenario
Make some power moves and tighten up my
Chumps are though, they see me as a threat
I'm like the black dutch schultz when you get me
5-0 me wanna flip, larry davis style
Got a nigga depressed, he's awaitin trial
It's ok though, from grey skies comes blue
Through darkness comes light and I be as the guru
And I certify we all should be alerted by
The traps within the system, our youth is murdered by
The D.A. says they got me on a
I'm to live my life, so what the fuck is you tellin me?
The streets are war, that's brothers carry weapons for
And I take the as I did before
The thing you know, they got me on the radio
A rapper arrested, suckers me on video
Of I know, that I'm a role model
But yo this rap life is real life sometimes it's throttle
Right now I gotta think me fuck the industry
You gets no love, those who support me
the story, what happened when I went to L.A.?
Mixin shit up, no not there I got
Nothin happened, mind your business yo
You we connect, jfk 2 lax

Chorus:

They wanna lock us all up, and throw the key
Don't wanna see us come up, don't wanna see us g's
Long as we know is the key to our destruction
Let's make moves no

Peace to my man hass, and man payin the cost
All the twenty-five to lifers all my brothers gettin
Into the system, supposed to
It's why you regulate your own mindstate
Read, lessons and build your inner power
The next level, doesn't tolerate
For example, I know this rich
american that's proud to be an african
He asked me why do all us brothers be trapped
I told him I'd explain it it down in a rap
Whether you got naps, braids or no hair
Without for yourself nigga, you goin nowhere
And you can swagger like you rude as josey
Unorganized revolt almost always mostly
Give up the ways, be effective soldiers
To the mental is to be poor no more
There's war in the streets, prepared men best
Our is as live as it gets, jfk 2 lax
They're always makin trouble yo, against the
Killin us in cold blood, beats those vipers
And as I sit feelin the pain in my
I vow to myself that change this shit
Or at least I gotta try, or of me will die
And only by action will any ideas
So I inhale, as I ponder
This man will make mistakes no longer
I've been there, I've seen how they us fall victim
To their tricknowledgy, with no apology I em
And so I rip to dope tracks I caress
You're gonna hear about it, jfk 2 lax

*plane