Luyện nghe bài hát Knockturnal

It's all
Do or die
I hear ya before I come out that good
not that ease I hear shooting and what not
You know, what you hear, pop pop
And I'm you
on, don't be late
You going out in that
As I to you
Brother gotta make a

The vampires make you the night
That of talk give them evil spirits life
She on the track like she waiting for her to dry
Listen real close you can hear the cry
You hear it
Its like night the city die
We the blood, we give the life
the city life

The get restless when the sun goes down
The words get heated and the go *pow*
I used to joke and smile, now so foul
He grab the heat before he leave up out the front now
Check the weather, the forecast
make it rain, lookin' for more cash
Little man, ain't got no parents, who you gon'
your role models send you to the store for a cold bottle
And you come and see 'em in cuffs will be enoug
To hate police, and define manhood as being
Sneakers scuffed and them toes up
This is aggravating
It's hard to put in denim, this ain't a fashion statement
out "thats my car"
So fascinated by gain, it's already ours in our imagination
The matrix of supremacy is masturbation
The race should make you want to mash your face and run
up in somebody gates
But where the fuck the
Small, quiet dude in the back like " I know the place"
He flash a grin the jakes love to hate
And he flashed the gun he had tucked in his waist
The conversations, son, I'm hearing are
Ain't no preparing for how much the hood be
(Word)
The night time, the right time
When your is what's flowing through the school-to-prison pipeline

The vampires make you fear the
That kind of talk them evil spirits life
She on the track like she waiting for her to dry
Listen close you can hear the city cry
You it right?
Its like night the city die
We the blood, we the city life
the city life

When you ain't got a pot to
Everybody on the block is your
all in your pocket, you're forced to forfeit
When espionage is corporate, that means you got an office
Instead for the petty theft
to apologise for every breath
A stood in the face of many deaths
But since they colonized us are there any
He in the like he ain't got a home
Writing a poem to the of the sobs and moans
Ran Joan, skin chocolate as a Toblerone
Clickety-clack of on wet cobblestones
Streetlights how truly dark it is
The block is a college, you got a in marketing
A doctorate in swallowing, pimping paid her scholarships
She poppin' out her tits, they pay her to be provocative
niggas tryna holla tho (holla tho)
But they ain't got no though
It sound like, Imma hit a lick
So you bitch, she don't look that good anyway
(You don't look good anyway)
when is pettiness a virtue?
Cops the block, they went from stop
And frisk to stop and you
Smoking purple in a crop circle
life is not to ride the same got you

The vampires make you the night
kind of talk give them evil spirits life
She on the track like she for her tears to dry
real close you can hear the city cry
You hear it
Its like every the city die
We the blood, we give the life
Living the life