Luyện nghe bài hát Monsters In My Head

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

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

- Verse 2]
Laying here staring at Doggystyle poster on my wall
Banging Snoop Dogg spinning this basketball, what the f-ck is on?
In a n-gga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or end up dead
Got my first tattoo tear I was 19, chasing a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw boulevard chilling, that was the scene
And like the movies, n-ggas act a
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck a School?
Mom's seta curfew, but I was breaking all the
Kicked a n-gga out the house so I started 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
That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them die
Pay 'em no mind but my chrome to the end of time
Feeling like no n-gga can see me I think they're going

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

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