Luyện nghe bài hát Martyr

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

Walk the shadow of death, my out pissing
Rebel, at the devil, homicidal threats
Only if he knew, I lie a coal, who the wanna die old
On miserable earth, forever, put me in dirt
It's better living searchin' treasure
That only brings atrocity and treachery, mother's stressing me
no hope left in me, live everyday like it's my last
Waitin' to my that passed

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

If you had a choice, life or
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

Life real, it's a dream we see tomorrow
Reality, pain and sorrow
Reality, disaster beat
A little up in the projects gettin'
a gettin' rock shot 41 times
And you askin' why I run one time
I don't even get
Sometimes, no times, oh, I'm to lose my mind

Reality's up, like a hard workin' mother, her job
The of good and evil
Like the devil, ain't losing for God, we on Lucifer's
Not what 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 I call me a broke trying to eat
On this suffering, why it's like that?
Guess we the punished, Adam and Eve

If you had a choice, or death
would 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 nuns I
chess, with the devil from the sky
Like rain shells drop to this cold world's sorrow
Beyond shock, can't you tell pop, I need some help ox
See them officers watchin' myself rot
Ice pick and blocks

Hope the 12 stop on the highway to hell, switchin'
That know, I mean to suffer and struggle in the gutter
Slice birthday with box cutters
I did not stutter, you heard me this is utter,
Observe me, on a journey on gurneys till I meet my maker
And I my ama, Guiliani and Howard Seiffler

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

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