Luyện nghe bài hát Life

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

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

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

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

2]
I got my grandaddy soul, I'm at war on my mind
I seen Walter's body cold, wish I could switch it mine
I'm not bout no rap shit, distractions or wasted times
I still go to functions even though I'm so anti
No I'm no Rihanna, the [?]
To throw it like Donovan, a bit
I just modeling my whole career as a [?]
monitors shaking, I raise the apartments
I'm with 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 people dream until they shit or get
That's

Momma mixed the with the sprite
They killed my 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 four
None of would get along
Momma him for winter coats
I was chilling with my [?]
Now they tryna his life