Luyện nghe bài hát Living This Life

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

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

I'm a D-boy, didn't
But I got Ph.D from State
And I got a Master's Degree in movin'
And my people dependin' on me but they be straight

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Uh, I know you bless the that go get it
I'm the product of the ghetto, the of the city
So I the language of the ave
Forgive my dirty mouth, please, I'm slabs

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

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

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

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