Luyện nghe bài hát Josephine

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

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

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

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

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

The clinic didn't help she just young black woman
her pretty image and her health
Got me thinking to myself, damn, how can this
I seen her on the corner, nodding off, sniffin' and

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

She wakes up an urge to get high
Everyday the same needing the mood of fix to get by
So she for her purse, grab 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 out with the syringe still stuck in her arm

a slow death, oh, she losing her dear mind
From the troubles of the world, feeling cursed by
Uh, caught up in a desperate rage, was blessed AIDS
Lost her appetite, slept in days

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

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

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

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

Up all night, under the lights
Finger popping and party
All of your so called friends are leading you down the 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 pole when you're falling
I'll be there when falling down, sooner or later, oh yeah