Luyện nghe bài hát Life

1]
I got angels running 'way, I got demons me
I know 'Pac was 25, I know 33
I tell death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed me
I say God, that's the one, I she would die for me
They a barcode on my wrist
To off the kids that don't fit their description of a utopia (black)
Like a problem exist if I just don't exist
If I grew up without a pot to piss in
me for venting
Congress got the nerve to itself religious
Rich just getting richer, we just live our life

Momma the vodka with the sprite
They killed my cousin with a knife
While my on the phone
He was gone for more than half my
He got out a and then he died
I was on a
Talking to my father on the
Left the city I was just four
None of them get along
begging him for winter coats
I was with my niggas [?]
Now they take his

Life don't mean to a nigga that ain't never had shit, yuh
Light don't mean lit in the dark, don't mean fists, ooh
Eyes see, eyes don't see, ice don't freeze
Light leave, I don't mean lie to me

Tell me I'll be okay, tell me be a [?]
Tell me that she my bae, I won't be alone
'em I'll be okay, when I lost my [?]
Tell 'em that we the same, em' that we not safe

2]
I got my grandaddy soul, I'm at war on my mind
I seen Walter's body cold, I could switch it with mine
I'm not worried bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted
I still go to social functions even though I'm so
No I'm no Rihanna, the [?]
To throw it Donovan, down a bit
I just been modeling my career as a [?]
Studio monitors shaking, I raise the
I'm bonded with profit, I made what I made, and it
Amount of time that's in my the time you was watching
So stop me to people, no I am not them
A lot of people dream until they or get sh-*gunshot*
life

Momma mixed the with the sprite
They killed my with a pocket knife
my uncle on the phone
He was for more than half my life
He got out a and then he died
I was on a
to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was four
of them would get along
Momma begging him for winter
I was chilling with my [?]
Now tryna take his life