Luyện nghe bài hát Live Then Lay

One steps the path of poverty, most know the route
Not a pot to piss in or a to throw it out
All I hear days, we say, she say, we say, anyway

He grows, she grow, we grow, listen
(Listen)
I die, you die, few die, who rob
(It's)
Do or die
You fry, I fry, new play, new day, new God

me, what's the sense of this?
Tell me before gotta jail me and nail me
Had to it
You've never been to the ghetto till you had to enter

Some plans, one chance, hold heat, head, hold their's
(Hold ya head)
Peep rules, weak proof, troops, speak truth, teach youth
(Teach the youth)
No crews, who, new day, new rules, do you

Break bread, wake heads, check heads, half-a-head for snake
(Check 'em)
They'll lock your body, even Gotti, grab shotties for an Illuminati
(Be ready)
They'll lock your body as Gotti, grab shotties, it's an Illuminati

Open your up, people can't you see?
It's harder by the day for you and me
All my life I've seen so much
Can be a better place for you and me?

Why everytime you try to show a nigga love, shit on you?
I'm suppose to do?
Why everytime a brother comin' up pray ya through?
That's what do

'Cause I'm a workin' black man
In my face, in my back, man
Rob and steal, they wanna me, black man
Tell me now what the is black man

Don't you the powers in our hand?
'Cause we shine, we end up six in land
we could build one nation
And it's comprised of all

African, Latin, Caucasian,
New World Order, Nation
Then we can hate to love
Like Malcolm and Martin tripped up, up your eyes

Open your eyes up, people you see?
It's harder by the day for you and me
All my life seen so much misery
Can there be a place for you and me?

today, gone tomorrow
Live then lay, tomorrow

Tell me, what's the of this?
me before they gotta jail me and nail me
Had to it
never been to the ghetto till you had to enter this

What's the sense of
Tell me before they gotta me and nail me
Had to it
You've never been to the till you had to enter this

Open your eyes up, can't you see?
It's gettin' by the day for you and me
All my life I've so much misery
Can be a better place for you and me?

Feel me, the end of the
Feel me, want us in wakes and penitentiaries
(Open eyes)
That's how the be
Now they got it, we our own

me, the end of the century
Feel me, want us in wakes and penitentiaries
(Open eyes)
That's how the be
Now got us, we our own enemies