Luyện nghe bài hát Live This Life

[Chorus: C singing]
Lord so hard, living this life
A constant struggle and every day
Some wonder why, I'd die
Than to continue living wayyy

C:]
Ughhhh, I don't wanna do no mo' (no mo')
But dis the thang that I know
I a pistol in my back, and a gauge on the flo' (flo')
The and the d-boys wanna kick in my do' (do')
I'm a d-boy, graduate
But I, got Ph.D from State
And I, got a Master's in movin weight
And my, people dependin on me but they gon' be
UHH - I wanna go to
But I ain't been in so long, kinda me feel nervous (nervous)
they be lookin at me funny
Watchin the plate I tithe, put in my money (money)
I don't go back to that hell
Rather be dead doin life in a jail cell
Die young oh (well) I had a good life (life)
They rappin 'bout it but I'm out payin the price

B:]
I wake up out of bed, right the crack of dawn and
I give myself a - up, a morning yawn and
See I'm a pawn in this neighborhood game
one step at a time, long as the Lord bless me (f'real)
I know the rest aim high, I'm tryin to aim it (higher)
Watchin the lames aspire (aspire) to street success (mayne)
They tryin to blame the fire (fire) but like wettin water (water)
You either burnt or washed out, so get in (order)
Everyday it's harder to fuck with the flow
I'm tryin to keep, all of my ducks in a row (row)
I gotta see a man a dog and sell him a cat
If you don't know, then you don't know, dat
Shit a dollar outta fifteen cents, I got a
to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta grind (gotta grind)
Walkin the line like cash, I'm on my
Two hundred yards behind in a hundred yard

B:]
Lord I'm here on bended knee, my hands locked, eyes shut
Askin you to over me, no matter what
Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm still a of you
And faith in my Holy Father is all keep me smilin through
The bad times and times, through it all
When my head is hangin low, you help me to tall
The only way I'm a ball, the only way I'm a
Is if you lookin after me I'm out here on the grind

C:]
UNGGHH~! I you bless the child that go get it
I'm the product of the ghetto, the of the city
So I talk the of the ave
Forgive my dirty mouth please, I'm slabs
Fifties, quarters and the thangs
Balance on my on the fo' beam
And I need just to say sane
I'm steady prayin to you but I don't your real name

Knahmtalkinbout!
But I'm under the impression that if your heart is in the place
Your prayers get heard anyway
So say Jah Jah, some say Allah
Some say Jesus, some say... Ben'ta, knahmalkinbout
Ay man I just look like this man,
I get this far bein no square man
You wanna hide some'n from black folks, say you can put it in a book
I believe that
Cause I done read fo' libraries worth of
I got knowledge y'all need to get up on mayne
But hold a pair of hearts,
The Forty-Eight of Power, knahmsayin the art of war
The secret of America, knahmtalkinbout
Everythang ain't what it like man
And don't judge every book by cover... ya dig!
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