Luyện nghe bài hát Live This Life

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

C:]
Ughhhh, I don't wanna do no mo' (no mo')
But dis the thang that I know
I keep a pistol in my back, and a on the flo' (flo')
The laws and the d-boys kick in my do' (do')
I'm a d-boy, didn't
But I, got Ph.D Pimp State
And I, got a Master's Degree in movin
And my, people dependin on me but they be straight
UHH - I go to service
But I ain't been in so long, kinda make me nervous (nervous)
Cause they be lookin at me
Watchin the when I tithe, put in my money (money)
I don't go back to that hell
Rather be dead than doin life in a jail
Die oh well (well) I had a good life (life)
They 'bout it but I'm out here payin the price

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

B:]
Lord I'm sittin here on bended knee, my locked, eyes shut
you to watch over me, no matter what
Even I ain't too well behaved, I'm still a child of you
And in my Holy Father is all that keep me smilin through
The bad times and times, through it all
When my is hangin low, you help me to stand tall
The only way I'm a ball, the way I'm a shine
Is if you after me while 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 please, I'm whippin slabs
Fifties, quarters and the whole
on my life on the fo' beam
And I codeine just to say sane
I'm steady prayin to you but I don't know your name

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