Luyện nghe bài hát Living This Life

Lord, it's so hard, living life
A constant struggle and everyday
wonder why I'd rather die
Than to continue living way

Uh, I wanna do this no mo'
But dis the only that I know
I keep a pistol in my back and a on the flo'
The laws and the jackers kick in my do'

I'm a D-boy, didn't
But I got Ph.D from Pimp
And I got a Degree in movin' weight
And my dependin' on me but they gon' be straight

Uh, I wanna go to
But I ain't been in so long, kinda make me nervous
'Cause they be at me funny
the plate when I tithe put in my money

I don't wanna go back to hell
Rather be dead than doin' life in a cell
Die young, oh well, I had a good
They rappin' 'bout it but I'm out here payin' the

Lord, it's so hard this life
A constant each and everyday
wonder why I'd rather die
Than to living this way

I wake up out of bed, after the crack of dawn
And I give a stretch up, a mornin yawn
And see, I'm a pawn in this chess game
Move one at a time, long as the Lord bless me

I know the rest aim high, I'm to aim it higher
Watchin' the lames aspire to street success,
They tryin' to flame the fire but that's wettin' water
You either burnt or out, so get in order

Everyday gettin' harder to fuck with the flow
I'm tryin' to keep all of my motherfuckin' in a row
I gotta see a man a dog and sell him a cat
If you know, then you don't know, dat's dat

Shit, a dollar outta cents, I got a dime
Tryin' to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta
Walkin' the like cash, I'm on my mash
Two hundred yards in a hundred yard dash

Lord, it's so hard, living this
A constant struggle each and
Some wonder why I'd die
to continue living this way

Lord, I'm sittin' here on bended knee, my locked, eyes shut
Askin' You to over me, no matter what
Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm a child of You
And faith in my Holy is all that keep me smilin'

Through the bad and worse times, through it all
When my head is hangin' low, You me to stand tall
The only way ball, the only way I'ma shine
Is if You lookin' after me I'm out here on the grind

Uh, I you bless the child that go get it
I'm the of the ghetto, the flame of the city
So I talk the of the ave
my dirty mouth, please, I'm whippin' slabs

Fifties, quarters and the whole
Balance in my life on the fo'
And I need just to stay sane
I'm prayin' to You but I don't know Your real name

But I'm the impression that if your heart is in the right place
Your prayers get heard anyway
So some say Jah Jah, say Allah
say Jesus, some say Yeshua Ben'ta, knahmalkinbout?

Ay man, I just like this, man, knahmtalkinbout?
I ain't get far bein' no square man
You wanna hide from black folks
They say you can put it in a book, I believe that
'Cause I done read fo' libraries worth of

I got some y'all need to get up on, mayne
But a pair of hearts, knahmtalkinbout?
48 laws of power, The art of war
The secret of America, knahmtalkinbout?
Everythang what it look like, man
And don't judge every by its cover, ya dig? Hold up