Luyện nghe bài hát Living This Life

Lord, it's so hard, living this
A constant struggle and everyday
Some why I'd rather die
to continue living this 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 wanna kick in my do'

I'm a D-boy, graduate
But I got Ph.D Pimp State
And I got a Master's Degree in movin'
And my people dependin' on me but gon' be straight

Uh, I go to service
But I ain't in so long, kinda make me feel nervous
'Cause they be lookin' at me
Watchin' the plate I tithe put in my money

I wanna go back to that hell
Rather be dead than doin' life in a jail
Die young, oh well, I had a good
They rappin' 'bout it but I'm out payin' the price

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

I wake up out of bed, right the crack of dawn
And I myself a stretch up, a mornin yawn
And see, I'm a pawn in this neighborhood game
Move one step at a time, long as the bless me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, I know you the child 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 mouth, please, I'm whippin'

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

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

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

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