Luyện nghe bài hát Josephine

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Now it's too late, praying to Jesus, she fucked
With the penis contaminated with diseases
Two months pregnant, around her fetus
But they her on Broad, in the dumpster, behind the cleaners

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

Yo, what your momma gonna of you girl?
Her little all doped up, strung out on the world
make some quick cash for a hit of that stash
Listen, baby, you up much too fast

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

Up all night, the party lights
Finger popping and party
All of your so called friends are leading you the wrong road
Leading you back to crack, a known fact

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