Luyện nghe bài hát Monsters In My Head

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

Now I lay me to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul 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 2]
Laying here staring at this Doggystyle on my wall
Banging Dogg spinning this 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 tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
boulevard chilling, that was the night scene
And like the movies, n-ggas act a
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a about a School?
Mom's seta curfew, but I was all the rules
Kicked a n-gga out the so I started forming my crew
a little bigger on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they know my trap self made, trying to get by or getting
That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, how them cowards die
Pay 'em no mind but my chrome to the end of time
Feeling no n-gga can see me I think they're going blind

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

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

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