Luyện nghe bài hát Life

1]
I got angels running 'way, I got hunting me
I know 'Pac was 25, I know 33
I tell death to keep a distance, I think he obsessed me
I say God, the one, I know she would die for me
They want a barcode on my
To auction off the kids that fit their description of a utopia (black)
Like a problem won't exist if I just exist
If I grew up a single pot to piss in
me for venting
Congress got the nerve to call itself
Rich getting richer, we just tryna live our life

Momma the vodka with the sprite
They killed my cousin a pocket knife
While my uncle on the
He was gone for more than my life
He got out a year and he died
I was on a
Talking to my on the phone
Left the when I was just four
None of them would get
Momma begging him for winter
I was chilling with my [?]
Now they tryna his

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

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

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

Momma the vodka with the sprite
They killed my cousin with a pocket
my uncle on the phone
He was gone for than half my life
He got out a year and then he
I was on a
to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was four
None of them would get
begging him for winter coats
I was chilling with my [?]
Now they take his life