Luyện nghe bài hát Monsters In My Head

[Game - 1]
I'm sitting here my daughter being born
Feel like I should thank God that nothing went
Back in my days I was straight for the graveyard
Running from school cause enemies stay far
Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my brothers
Cause they was always shit, good thing we had different mothers
Playing in the streets with the homies
And local drug kicking back making money cause the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling cane cause nobody never cared
Mama at the post 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 refrigerator like did the food go?
to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
Even when shit wrong it's part of God's plan, Amen

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

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

- Verse 3]
Seemed just yesterday a n-gga was only 21
Showing the little homies how to use a gun
Now look I become, n-gga was on the run
from the coptom slums, they right, like father son
but I'm missing them when I couldn't roll up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to drive it once
Yeah was the days but now a n-gga getting paid
Pouring down rose for my in the grave
My n-gga Big Will and my P D
Feel yesterday we was just running in the streets
And I to God funny how the time fly
And the thing certain is that we all die
So let your fly

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to my soul to keep
Wake me up I'm dead
bury me with monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with in my head
the bed, underneath the bed