Luyện nghe bài hát Monsters In My Head

[Game - 1]
I'm sitting watching my daughter being born
Feel like I thank God that nothing went wrong
Back in my I was headed straight for the graveyard
Running from school cause enemies never far
Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my brothers
Cause they was always into shit, good thing we had mothers
Playing football in the with the homies
And local drug dealers kicking back making money the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling cane cause nobody never cared
at the post office working that late night shift
Taking care of my sisters my daddy wasn't shit
Sweating the stove and on a school clothes
Open the like where did the food go?
Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, you understand
Even when shit goes wrong it's part of plan, Amen

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my to keep
Wake me up I'm dead
Don't bury me monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my
the bed, underneath the bed

[Game - 2]
Laying here staring at this poster on my wall
Banging Snoop Dogg this basketball, what the f-ck is going on?
In a head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead
Got my first tattoo tear I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw boulevard chilling, was the night scene
And like the movies, act a fool
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a about a School?
Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the
Kicked a n-gga out the house so I forming my crew
Getting a little on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they know my trap self made, to get by or getting high
how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them cowards die
Pay 'em no mind but keep my chrome to the end of
Feeling no n-gga can see me I think they're going blind

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my to keep
Wake me up before I'm
Don't bury me monsters in my head, yeah
in my head, with monsters in my head
Underneath the bed, the bed

- Verse 3]
Seemed like yesterday a n-gga was only 21
Showing the homies how to use a f-cking gun
Now what I become, n-gga was on the run
from the coptom slums, they right, like like son
but I'm missing them days when I roll up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to drive it once
Yeah them was the days but now a getting paid
Pouring down for my n-ggas in the grave
My n-gga Big and my homie P D
Feel like yesterday we was running in the streets
And I to God funny how the time fly
And the only thing certain is we all die
So let soul fly

Now I lay me to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me with monsters in my head,
Monsters in my head, with in my head
the bed, underneath the bed