Luyện nghe bài hát Lord Have Mercy

Born like Biggie, maybe Cole
If your picture pitch black, you can into my soul
probably crying, ain't no penance for my roles
I don't wanna face a sentence, but it's I'm getting cold
I try hard, time I think I'm on the way up
All the stuff I'm plotting makes me stay up
like I ain't in control of my soul
Doing good is labor, but evil's like a layup
Mama ain't raise me
Partner I ain't popping pistols your brain is blown
Still I know my list of sin is way too long
If only God can me, what lawyer gon' take me on, take me on

I'm a man, I'm a man
I perfect, but He understands, understands
He do 'cause I got bigger plans
Time is money, a day's a hundred grand, hundred

Lord, Lord, Lord mercy (I'm a man)
Oh my Lord, Lord, have mercy (I'm a man, I'm a man)
Lord, Lord, Lord have (I'm a man)
Oh my Lord, Lord, Lord have (I'm a man)

The bomb been dropped, ain't cleared
Choppers ring out, in fear
kill or be killed, roll up or get smoked
Smile in your face, but at throats, how I know?
He made me a black man, with all black
Black coffee, blacking out on all my
But why is a problem here for all my bros?
And why trying to put a tag on all our toes?
Black fist on the sticking out my fro
He made me black, and put His on my soul
They thought our was finished in 1964
New specifics, same hearts, same issues

I'm a man, I'm a man
I perfect, but He understands, understands
he do 'cause I got bigger plans
Time is money, a a hundred grand, hundred grand

Lord, Lord, Lord have (I'm a man)
Oh my Lord, Lord, Lord have (I'm a man, I'm a man)
Lord, Lord, have mercy (I'm a man)
Oh my Lord, Lord, have mercy (I'm a man)

have mercy (hol' up)
Lord have (hol' up)
have mercy (hol' up, hol' up)

Can't wait it'll change, hold up
Hope my ain't in vain, hold up
But I gotta try and up
Can't survive if I can't get the vibe, hold up
Every single moment, we got weighing heavy
Heaven I waiting on it
Only we ain't divided's when we groaning
But He died to recruit his opponents, good morning
Tell that I'm on the way bruh, chains is on me
And I'mma get any day bruh, wait up for me
know what to say
But I wanna be vague
Don't get what I deserve, I want my dirt in the grave
Hope is hard to hold when you doom
Hard to swallow when your stomach's a vacant room
Hungry for the place of peace, please take me
'Til I'll be praising in the waiting room