Luyện nghe bài hát Live This Life

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

C:]
Ughhhh, I don't wanna do no mo' (no mo')
But dis the only thang that I
I keep a in my back, and a gauge 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 in movin weight
And my, people dependin on me but gon' be straight
UHH - I go to service
But I ain't been in so long, kinda make me nervous (nervous)
they be lookin at me funny
Watchin the plate I tithe, put in my money (money)
I wanna go back to that hell
Rather be dead than life in a jail cell
Die young oh (well) I had a good life (life)
They rappin it but I'm out here payin the price

B:]
I up out of bed, right after the crack of dawn and
I give a - stretch up, a morning yawn and
See I'm a pawn in neighborhood chess 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) to street success mayne (mayne)
They tryin to blame the fire (fire) but that's wettin water (water)
You either burnt or washed out, so get in (order)
Everyday it's gettin harder to fuck with the
I'm tryin to keep, all of my ducks in a row (row)
I see a man 'bout a dog and sell him a cat
If you don't know, then you don't know, dat
Shit a dollar outta cents, I got a dime
Tryin to up my way to a million, I gotta grind (gotta grind)
Walkin the like cash, I'm on my mash
Two hundred yards in a hundred yard dash

B:]
Lord I'm sittin here on bended knee, my locked, eyes shut
Askin you to watch over me, no what
Even though I ain't too behaved, I'm still a child of you
And faith in my Holy Father is all that keep me smilin
The bad and worse times, through it all
When my head is 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 know you bless the that go get it
I'm the product of the ghetto, the flame of the
So I the language of the ave
Forgive my dirty please, I'm whippin slabs
Fifties, quarters and the whole
Balance on my on the fo' beam
And I need codeine 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 right
Your prayers gon' get heard
So some say Jah Jah, some say
Some say Jesus, some say... Ben'ta, knahmalkinbout
Ay man I just look like man, knahmtalkinbout
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 don't that
Cause I done read fo' worth of books
I got some knowledge y'all need to get up on
But hold a of hearts, knahmtalkinbout
The Forty-Eight of Power, knahmsayin the art of war
The secret of America, knahmtalkinbout
Everythang ain't it look like man
And don't judge book by it's cover... ya dig!
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