Luyện nghe bài hát Josephine

God's woman, going on?
I know things messed up sometime
You stressed out and you can't the situation
it feels like you lacking the guidance
And you know what to do but stay strong
And keep in mind that he loves you, it's what it is

Josephine, the are getting tough
Seems to me you just get enough
The rain won't wash away sins
You'll be to do them all over again

Come on, yo, I this chick from the hood named Courtney Cox
And her brain is easy to pick faulty locks
She's awfully hot, asshole burning like
She to be thick, it's like where the hell her ass go

smoking weed and graduated to the pipe
Thought that she could quit but her calculations wasn't
Infatuated with the life of dope fiends and crack
Prostituting for old pimps who hookers

Putting dope in the cook, searching for her
Tracks all over her arms, she never the pain
The monkey on her is now a gorilla
Fiending for a hit knowing one day it's kill her

The clinic didn't help she just another young woman
Destroying her pretty and her health
Got me thinking to myself, damn, how can happen?
I seen her on the corner, nodding off, and scratching

Josephine, the times are getting
Seems to me you won't get enough
The won't wash away your sins
You'll be here to do all over again

She wakes up with an to get high
the same routine needing the mood of fix to get by
So she reaches for her purse, grab the bag and the
Tie a sock her arm and start shooting up the

Had a flesh back, screwing dude up in his hashback
The night before, body still sore, holding her ass
A John, she met her through Tom
She out with the syringe still stuck in her arm

Dying a slow death, oh, she losing her mind
From the of the world, feeling cursed by mankind
Uh, caught up in a desperate rage, was blessed with
Lost her appetite, hardly slept in

Now too late, praying to Jesus, she fucked around
With the wrong penis with diseases
Two months pregnant, carrying around her
But they her on Broad, in the dumpster, behind the cleaners

Josephine, the times are tough
Seems to me you just get enough
The rain wash away your sins
You'll be to do them all over again

Yo, what momma gonna think of you girl?
Her little baby's all doped up, strung out on the
Tryna make some quick for a hit of that stash
Listen, baby, you growing up much too

Uh, goes out to every project and every ghetto
For getting high, using drugs on every level
Living your life, day and night, getting
You better those drugs alone, feel me?

Up all night, under the lights
Finger popping and party
All of your so called are leading you down the wrong road
Leading you to crack, it's a known fact

And it is that you need me
I'll be to help ya
I'll be your leaning when you're falling down
I'll be there when you're falling down, or later, oh yeah