Luyện nghe bài hát Living This Life

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

Uh, I wanna do this no mo'
But dis the only thang that I
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, graduate
But I got Ph.D from State
And I got a Master's Degree in 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 me feel nervous
'Cause they be lookin' at me
Watchin' the plate when I tithe put in my

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

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

I wake up out of bed, after the crack of dawn
And I myself 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 to street success, mayne
They tryin' to flame the fire but that's wettin' water
You either burnt or out, so get in order

Everyday it's gettin' to fuck with the flow
I'm tryin' to keep all of my ducks 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 outta fifteen cents, I got a dime
to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta grind
Walkin' the like cash, I'm on my mash
Two hundred yards behind in a hundred yard

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

Lord, I'm sittin' here on bended knee, my hands locked, eyes
Askin' You to watch me, no matter what
Even though I ain't too well behaved, I'm still a 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 help me to tall
The only way ball, the only way I'ma shine
Is if You lookin' after me while I'm out on the grind

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, quarters and the thangs
Balance in my on the fo' beam
And I need just to stay sane
I'm steady prayin' to You but I don't know Your 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, say Allah
Some say Jesus, say Yeshua Ben'ta, knahmalkinbout?

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

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