Luyện nghe bài hát Knockturnal

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

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

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

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

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

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