Luyện nghe bài hát Keisha's Song Her Pain

Fancy girls on Beach Blvd
down all of these flashy cars

And Lord knows she's
Lord knows the usuals leaving a body
She the little change she make to fix her nail cuticles,
Lipstick is suitable to you fiend for more
She play Mr.
her favorite rapper bumping "Brenda's Got A Baby"
While a pervert yelling at her and she features of a woman
But 17, the 7 cars start honkin'
She start running like FLo-Jo don't care if they Joe
If they got to blow a blow job is a sure go
And sure don't see a dime of dirty dollars
She give all to her but she don't know her father,
That's ironic see a block away from Lueders park, I the El Camino parked
In her heart she it there, but in her mind she made it where
Nothing really matters, so she hit the seat
Rosa Parks a factor when she making ends meet

Fancy girls on Beach Blvd
Flagging down all of these cars

And Lord knows she's
Lord knows the usuals, leaving a sore
Her anatomy is God's temple, and it's quite
Her castle is about to be destroyed, she's always
Watching the law inside the streets the dummies that look like decoys
the sergeant let her slide,
Said if he what's between her thighs he'd compromise,
To no she took the ultimatum around the alleyway and gave him
A warm welcome to fill him below the navel
he was wired up like a pair of jumping cables
His eyes was shut, prior charges, he had waived 'em
It was a block away from Park, I seen a squad car parked
And in her heart, she it there but in her mind, she made it where
Nothing really matters, so she hit the seat
Rosa Parks never a factor when she topping off police

Fancy on Long Beach Blvd
down all of these flashy cars

And knows she's beautiful
Lord the usuals, leaving a body sore
As she bust like a 12 bunk on tour
She suddenly realized she'll never the allure
Of the black man, man, needed satisfaction, at first
It a practice, but now she's numb to it
Sometimes she wonder if she can do it like do it
But she never heard of Catholic religion or redemption
That foolish, and you can blame it on her mother
For letting her slide candy under her cover
Ten months before she was ten he moved in and that's when he her
muthafucka is the fucking reason why Keisha rushing through that
Block away from Lueders park, I seen a El park
And in her heart she hate it there but in her mind, she it where
Nothing really matters, so she hit the seat
And caught a knife inside the bladder, left her dead, raped in the Keisha's song

My sister eleven, I looked her right in the face
The day that I wrote song, set her down and pressed play

girls on Long Beach Blvd
Flagging down all of these flashy
Fancy girls on Beach Blvd oh
Flagging all of these flashy cars