Luyện nghe bài hát Monsters In My Head

[Game - 1]
I'm sitting watching my daughter being born
Feel like I should thank God that went wrong
Back in my days I was headed straight for the
Running from school cause enemies never far
Wear my colors colors chasing after my older brothers
Cause they was into shit, good thing we had different mothers
Playing football in the streets with the
And local drug dealers kicking back making money the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody cared
Mama at the post office working late night shift
Taking of my sisters cause my daddy wasn't shit
Sweating over the stove and on a clothes
Open the refrigerator where did the food go?
Trying to do whatever I can to be a man, you understand
when shit goes wrong it's part of God's plan, Amen

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to my soul to keep
Wake me up I'm dead
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 poster on my wall
Banging Snoop Dogg spinning this basketball, the f-ck is going on?
In a head, all of my homies gone to jail, or they end up dead
Got my first tear when I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw boulevard chilling, was the night scene
And the movies, n-ggas act a fool
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a
Mom's seta curfew, but I was all the rules
Kicked a out the house so I started forming my crew
Getting a bigger on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they my trap self made, trying to get by or getting high
how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them cowards die
Pay 'em no but keep my chrome to the end of time
Feeling like no 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 with in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, monsters in my head
the bed, underneath the bed

[Game - 3]
Seemed like just yesterday a 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 slums, they right, like father like son
but I'm missing them days when I couldn't up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to drive it once
them was the days but now a n-gga getting paid
Pouring down for my n-ggas in the grave
My Big Will and my homie P D
Feel like we was just running in the streets
And I swear to God funny how the fly
And the only thing certain is we all die
So let soul fly

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
Monsters in my head, with in my head
the bed, underneath the bed