Luyện nghe bài hát Martyr

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

Walk through the shadow of death, my out
Rebel, laughing at the devil, threats
Only if he knew, I lie a coal, who the wanna die old
On this miserable earth, forever, put me in
better then living searchin' treasure
That only atrocity and treachery, baby mother's stressing me
Ain't no hope left in me, live 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 thought he die, what did he do
Did he grab his gun and a
Get on my praise Big and go with Pac
Find out did he really take 5
Ask him, who ya, was it the Feds?
of been Big Poppa, Brooklyn ain't braille
Like that, ask Martin, why the you fight back?

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

ain't real, it's a dream we see tomorrow
Reality, that's pain and
Reality, beat breaks
A girl up in the projects gettin'
Reality's a gettin' shot 41 times
And you askin' why I run from one
I even get justice
Sometimes, no times, oh, I'm to lose my mind

up, like 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 what the it all mean
I even, get a can of sardines
Driving Bentley's, money, I'm yearnin' money
your, I'm earning money
Yet you call me a thief I call me a broke to eat
On this earth suffering, why like that?
Guess we the punished, Adam and Eve

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

your latex, from nuns I take
Play chess, the devil from the sky
Like rain shells drop immune to cold world's sorrow
Beyond shock, can't you tell pop, I need some help ox
See meadow officers watchin' myself rot
Ice pick and blocks

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

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

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