Luyện nghe bài hát Living

Chorus-Devin)
I don't know if be alright, it'll be ok
If be alright, it'll be ok
If it'll be alright, be ok
But I'm living

(Devin)
I've been checkin out this reefer 'bout an hour and it sounds so
It's kinda hard to write one and keep the track movin
Barbeque weed and brew is how we usually do it
Get it dumpin we pumpin up some good music
Can't afford to lose it, to a full-time job
Keep my track record clean for those who pull my card
It's kinda on a brotha with the struggle and all
But all I can say is keep hustlin and y'all
Got to love it live it, ya can't be in it for
'Cause there's too many niggas out there who this shit,
not fair
Nobody to blame for your misfortune and
tryna' take the right road, please, call Jermaine
I've seen rain, but now pourin
And at least I gotta a Sweet when I wake in the mornin
So let's just all do our thing like an does
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 she was broke
No education so she the last check on some dope
Hovers to John's and my father never seen the
But I heard he was locked in jail keep his nuts on his
Who gives a fuck, the 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 they put in here for
I heard birds fly through the wind, then they at your door
Hot sex all night until my body gets
I'm too nervous to relax so I when I come
Can't get alone with my folks so I dump on fools
Basketball is all they taught a young in school
Fuck your foot, and basket, you can lick on my balls
My school don't have the internet so I stuff crack in my
And if y'all know a better way, y'all help me escape
From hell that I live everyday

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(Kamikaze)
Lord, please forgive me, I've sinned against your land
I've lived life so hella trife in this pursuit of loot and fame
You saw your child weapin on his at night in vein
And a way from tryna' get off in this game
But if all the same, can I digress, I've struggled, nonetheless
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 'cause I was broke
he had a record deal, it seemed to be the runnin joke
And it's enough to drive a soul of man to drink and smoke
enough to make a college grad go out and sell dope
And it was "how ya doin", never "can I help"
"Can I share this wealth", I guess I have to it by myself
Could it be the situation came dirt that I had done
no earthly idea where my next dollar's comin from
Didn't give a damn if all alone up in this world
Didn't care nigga had helped to feed my baby girl
Didn't care Kamikaze just broke down from all the stress
Wasn't at six that mornin, when my car got reposessed
I thought y'all was my homies, but I guess just as well
You left sho' 'nuff, you're rock bottom and I'm a let burn in hell
You're

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