Luyện nghe bài hát Jfk 2 Lax

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

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

Yo they got me handcuffed, I'm down in booking
are fucked up, the way my future's looking
But I'm too fly, i'ma change this
Make some power moves and tighten up my
are leary though, they see me as a threat
I'm the black dutch schultz when you get me upset
5-0 makes me flip, larry davis style
Got a nigga depressed, while he's trial
It's ok though, from grey skies comes blue
Through darkness comes and I be known as the guru
And I certify we all should be alerted by
The within the system, our youth is gettin murdered by
The D.A. says got me on a felony
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 weight as I did
The next thing you know, they got me on the
A arrested, suckers showin me on video
Of course I know, that I'm a model
But yo this rap life is real life sometimes full throttle
Right now I think about me fuck the industry
You gets no love, those who support me
What's the story, what when I went to L.A.?
Mixin shit up, no not there I got
happened, mind your business yo step
You we connect, jfk 2 lax

Chorus:

They wanna us all up, and throw away the key
Don't wanna see us come up, wanna see us makin g's
as we know this is the key to our destruction
Let's moves no discussion

Peace to my man hass, and orange man payin the
All the to lifers all my brothers gettin tossed
the system, supposed to rehabilitate
It's why you gotta regulate own mindstate
Read, study lessons and your inner power
The level, doesn't tolerate cowards
For example, I know this nigerian
american that's proud to be an african
He asked me why do all us brothers be trapped
I told him I'd it broke it down in a rap
you got naps, braids waves or no hair
Without esteem for nigga, you goin nowhere
And you can swagger like you rude as wales
Unorganized revolt almost mostly fails
Give up the ways, be effective soldiers
To elevate the mental is to be no more
There's war in the streets, men know best
Our rhyme is as as it gets, jfk 2 lax
They're always makin yo, against the righteous
Killin us in cold blood, beats those vipers
And as I sit feelin the in my wrist
I vow to that i'ma change this shit
Or at least I gotta try, or of me will die
And only by action any ideas solidify
So I inhale, exhale as I
This grown man will make no longer
I've been there, I've seen how they make us fall
To their tricknowledgy, no apology I diss em
And so I rip to dope tracks I caress
gonna hear about it, from jfk 2 lax

*plane