Luyện nghe bài hát Living

Chorus-Devin)
I know if it'll be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be alright, be ok
If it'll be alright, be ok
But I'm today

(Devin)
I've been checkin out this reefer an hour and it sounds so soothin
It's kinda hard to write this one and keep the movin
Barbeque with weed and brew is how we do it
Get it dumpin while we up some good music
Can't afford to it, hobbied to a full-time job
Keep my track record clean for those who wanna my card
kinda hard on a brotha with the struggle and all
But all I can say is just keep hustlin and
Got to it live it, ya can't be in it for nothin
'Cause there's too many niggas out who witness this shit,
it's not
to blame for your misfortune and fame
Just take the right road, please, call Jermaine
I've rain, but now it's pourin
And at least I gotta have a Sweet when I in the mornin
So let's just all do our thing like an orchestra
the shit around so we can all get a buzz

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(David Banner)
I can't blame it on my mama, nigga I knew she was
No education so she spent the check on some dope
to John's and my father never seen the funds
But I heard he was locked in jail keep his nuts on his
Who a fuck, the government can lick the sweat off my dick
They put off in the hood and lock us up when we trip
A little dough, ask them hoes what put in here for
I heard birds fly the wind, then they land at your door
Hot sex all night until my gets numb
I'm too nervous to relax so I bail when I
Can't get alone with my folks so I dump on them
is all they taught a young nigga in school
Fuck your foot, and your basket, you can lick on my
My school don't have the internet so I stuff in my draws
And if y'all know a better way, then help me escape
From this hell that I live

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(Kamikaze)
Dear Lord, please me, I've sinned against your land
I've lived this life so hella trife in pursuit of loot and fame
You saw child weapin on his knees at night in vein
And it's a way tryna' get off in this game
But if it's all the same, can I digress, I've struggled,
my first mistake of learnin how to drink and smoke the cess
Did my best to tread but it was just as I feared
At the I needed friends that was the time they disappeared
See I got jeered in every corner, couldn't hang I was broke
he had a record deal, it seemed to be the runnin joke
And it's just enough to drive a soul of man to and smoke
Just enough to make a college grad go out and dope
And it was never "how ya doin", "can I help"
"Can I this wealth", I guess I have to make it by myself
Could it be the situation came from that I had done
Havin no earthly idea where my next dollar's comin
Didn't give a damn if all alone up in this world
Didn't care anotha nigga had helped to feed my baby
Didn't care that Kamikaze just broke down from all the
there at six that mornin, when my car got reposessed
I thought y'all was my homies, but I guess it's as well
You left sho' 'nuff, you're bottom and I'm a let y'all burn in hell
You're

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