Luyện nghe bài hát Martyr

Shit, man, be contemplating
Yo, living in hell, die, be better

through the shadow of death, my out pissing
Rebel, laughing at the devil, homicidal
Only if he knew, I lie a coal, who the wanna die old
On this earth, forever, put me in dirt
It's better living searchin' treasure
That brings atrocity and treachery, baby mother's stressing me
Ain't no hope left in me, everyday like it's my last
Waitin' to my that passed

At last I could meet Christ, ask Him why the You died on the
Here stupid, they still lost
I'll ask Malcolm, see what it was like to fight for civil
And nights he he would die, what did he do
Did he his gun and a shot?
Get on my praise Big and go with Pac
out did he really take 5 shots
Ask him, who shot ya, was it the
Couldn't of Big Poppa, Brooklyn ain't braille
Like that, ask Martin, why the you fight back?

If you had a choice, life or
What you choose?
If you had a choice, life or
What you choose?
If you had a choice, life or
What would you
If you had a

Life real, it's a dream we see tomorrow
Reality, pain and sorrow
Reality, beat breaks
A girl up in the projects gettin'
Reality's a rock shot 41 times
And you askin' why I run one time
I even get justice
Sometimes, no times, oh, I'm to lose my mind

Reality's up, a hard workin' mother, losing her job
The battle of good and
the devil, ain't losing for God, we on Lucifer's squad
Not knowing the it all mean
I can't even, get a can of
Bentley's, burning money, I'm yearnin' money
Taking your, I'm earning
Yet you call me a thief I call me a broke to eat
On earth suffering, why it's like that?
we the punished, blame Adam and Eve

If you had a choice, or death
What you choose?
If you had a choice, life or
What would you
If you had a choice, life or
What would you
If you had a

Hold your latex, from I take
Play chess, with the devil the sky
Like rain shells immune to this cold world's sorrow
Beyond shell shock, can't you tell pop, I some help ox
See them meadow watchin' myself rot
Ice and cell blocks

Hope the 12 stop on the to hell, switchin' lanes
That know, what I to suffer and struggle in the gutter
Slice birthday cakes box cutters
I did not stutter, you heard me is utter, reality
Observe me, on a journey puttin' on gurneys till I my maker
And I need my ama, and Howard Seiffler

If you had a choice, or death
What you choose?
If you had a choice, life or
What you choose?
If you had a choice, life or
What you choose?
If you had a

If you had a choice, or death
What would you
If you had a choice, or death
would you choose?
If you had a choice, or death
would you choose?
If you had a