Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

Momma mixed the vodka with the
They my cousin with a pocket knife
my uncle on the phone
He was gone for more than my life
He got out a year and he died
I was on a
to my father on the phone
Left the city when I was just
of them would get along
Momma begging him for coats
I was chilling with my [?]
Now tryna take his

Life don't mean shit to a nigga that ain't had shit, yuh
Light don't mean lit in the dark, fight don't fists, ooh
Eyes don't see, eyes don't see, ice don't
Light don't leave, I don't lie to me

Tell me I'll be okay, tell me be a [?]
Tell me that she my bae, I won't be alone
Tell 'em I'll be okay, I lost my [?]
Tell 'em that we the same, 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 even though I'm so anti
No I'm no Rihanna, the [?]
To throw it like Donovan, a bit
I just been my whole career as a [?]
Studio shaking, I raise the apartments
I'm bonded with profit, I what I made, and allot it
Amount of time in my mind the time you was watching
So stop comparing me to people, no I am not
A lot of people dream until shit or get sh-*gunshot*
That's

Momma mixed the vodka the sprite
They my cousin with a pocket knife
While my uncle on the
He was gone for than half my life
He got out a year and he died
I was on a
Talking to my 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 tryna take his