Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To The Future

People, the today is in a very difficult situation
And we all it
we're the ones who created it

What's wrong our future?
What's with our future?
wrong with our future?
What's wrong with our

Bust this how will this last?
A to the end, a memory in the past
You think you're big, 'cause you with a shotgun
I got new for you, days are numbered, son

Why you get yourself a job?
When your kid up, do you want him to rob?
Look at your mother,
She just received a phone call the cops

son will do life, 'cause he wigged a man's wife
Shot her with a gun and her with a knife
Or a look at your mother's heart torn
She just received a phone call from the

Your son is from three shots to the head
The killer left a note and is what the note said
be bigger than you are
Never try to like you're a superstar

Next time you rob somebody, and you him the death wish
you pull the trigger, nigga, don't miss
Is how you wanna be
Dead on the or locked in a penetentiary?

cool to be free
And it's for you to be you and for me to be me
at you, 15 years old
Coolin' on the corner with a can of Old

Whatever to school?
Yeah, sure you go to school, but you go to be
To sport sneakers that you from somebody
To talk the kid that you bucked at some party

is a gamble, and you're losin'
Before it's too late, brother, you better choosin'
Left right, right from wrong
Or you'll be singin that old song

Yo, you gotta buck 'em, or you're soft
Some I knew thought the same, now way up north
You ain't soft, you didn't buck a shot
Put the pistol down, up your hands, see what ya got

Old Johnny from around the block
Was livin' rather large 'till he got
He had 'Livin' Large' on his Jeep
'Livin' Large' on his real

He even a diamond 'Livin' Large" name plate
He to look at cops and smile in their face
a BMW and pump the bass
One day, he a move for a friend

The friend, the voice said, "Yo, I ten", Johnny said, "When?"
Later on that day, Johnny went to play the game he normally
To do a favour for a
You see, a friend is a friend, but then, some are

'Cause he got to the spot they were supposed to meet
All he was a police infested street
I guess a friend is rough
now Johnny's up north, doin push ups, gettin' buffed

You see this chain, I've I've got it, honestly
You see the clothes, I wear? got it, honestly
You see the Jeep I drive? I've got it,
I hard, it ain't easy being me

Never had an excuse for
Just did what I did, now what I do, I do it
Jumbo, they cry on the block
50, 50, lay low, comes the cops

Man, your is petro
On your knees again, because said so
Mandela you cried
But you sell dope to brothers and sisters outside

Martin Luther had a dream
That's exactly turned his dream into a nightmare
X said, "By any means necessary"
He didn't mean for you, brother, he meant for everybody

Maybe if we were still slaves, be closer; however
Pickin' cotton was bad, but we it together
I pray for you, and you for me
yours, the overweight lover, Heavy D