Luyện nghe bài hát Last Of A Dying Breed

I don't remember much about bein
But I do remember this, I was on February 10th
Complications in my early months of ballin'
Around my sonargram you could see the evil was
The hassle, was it what the was seekin' in a child?
The doctors wanted me out, my mama's in
Then I kicked her and gently my hands across her stomach
her, "Keep 'em off me, mama, I'm comin', I'm comin'"

Now I guess I musta the reason mama couldn't sleep
Interrupted her peace, but it was for me to eat
And since carryin' me caused all that in your feet
Just know that I'm thankful, I'll let you it with my heartbeat
All the doctor visits and physicians me around
You could sense my discomfort in every ultrasound

All the doctor and physicians movin' me around
You could sense my discomfort in other ultrasound
All the doctor visits and physicians me around
You could sense my in every other ultrasound
And I'm out of room in here, steady slidin' down
Then she opened up her legs and pushed me out, me out

Nigger, nigger die
Blackface, eye

I awoke I recall them walkin' out my nose
Screamin' at the top of my lungs, freezing
me up in blankets after dressing me in clothes
Then I met the that I owed
At 3 o'clock, what-what, nine O
Was the birth of a dying and this I know
The was in my bloodline, planted in my seed
The last of muthafuckin' breed

The last of this breed