Luyện nghe bài hát Jfk 2 Lax

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

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

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

guru

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

Peace to my man hass, and orange man payin the
All the twenty-five to all my brothers gettin tossed
Into the system, supposed to
It's why you gotta regulate your own
Read, study lessons and build inner power
The next level, tolerate cowards
For example, I know this rich
Powerful american that's proud to be an
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 waves or no
Without for yourself nigga, you goin nowhere
And you can swagger like you rude as wales
Unorganized revolt almost always mostly
Give up the savage ways, be effective
To the mental is to be poor no more
war in the streets, prepared men know best
Our rhyme is as as it gets, jfk 2 lax
They're makin trouble yo, against the righteous
Killin us in cold blood, those beats those
And as I sit feelin the pain in my
I vow to myself that i'ma this shit
Or at least I try, or part of me will die
And only by action will any ideas
So I inhale, as I ponder
This grown man will make mistakes no
I've been there, I've seen how they make us victim
To their tricknowledgy, with no I diss em
And so I rip facts to dope tracks I
You're hear about it, from jfk 2 lax

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