Luyện nghe bài hát Marcusorelias

(Verse 1: Orelias)

Marcus, show no
Save that for brainwash
My daddy was a thug; was a hippie
Now you got me, product of
Where ride when its dark
detergent like its time to wash
Turn your TVs curtains down (gunshots)
Its never to watch
3 deep in a hoopty-peel off; tire marks off.
What goes around, around
that bending blocks.
Before bike lanes and street
Dim streetlights, police concrete lines
Stereotypes of street crime, got us strapped with nines
We work hard; fight harder so they
I was once scared to define, streets
In fear theyd judge me or jump me
So me, I left the house
Late to school, skipping school, school
watching street fights then mob back to the T line
Loud music from metros, we K-9s on
Being on time, be the last thing on our
Adults keep me, diploma is what I need
To in society, I just want to see
seas, in my head it plays out, assed out.
Im just tryna get my ass out, first
Before I blast out or out
Writing rhymes all night, late getting no sleep
My producer grinding, beats
Oh you counting bread? counting sheep.
You might be but you still weak.
Get to know me; Im getting like Monday
day of the week, I want you, 365 and a leap
Feel free to jump, you already know. Its steep
Some people stay in the end, so I think deep.
Six feet, with all these against me
No outs, made my own way
So it up I got something to say