Luyện nghe bài hát My Life

I'ma take you back to day one, livin' in New York slum
It's deaf to the dumb, only break bread some
Moms left at 15, had no dreams
To this day, I'm to my cousin who's a fiend

No one to me but my older brother
Little did we know the dirt we did fell on my mother
But didn't care then, that's why she left like that
Now my parents became the street and it's best that

nights I pray to God and ask Him to pull my cord
'Cuz times is hard like the [Incomprehensible] street'll leave you
Street wise with no for authority and shit
A chronic of crack, a typical bitch

Raised by Madu, who strung out on a dick
But every now and I blessed her with a hit
So she don't to trick, it's prevalent amongst kids today
Hustle krills, stack dough and every thing's

It's the emancipation
Under the devised guidelines of self preservation and starvation
It's the proclamation
Under the self devised guidelines of self and starvation

My life in this wasn't about diamonds and pearls
It was rough growin' up around the and girls
After Daddy left, shit was a mess, Momma
But I her an award, 'cuz damn, she tried her best

Holdin' the household, barely had money to fold
Christmas time, cherished our little shit like
I can't front, Daddy was if, we cared for me
But him and Mommy breakin' up was a nightmare to me

Yo, is for the younger fathers and mothers, sisters and brothers
is nothin' if it ain't influential to others
We gotta make the best out of this terrible
If not for us, for the generation

We gotta break the chain and deal with the
For all our people that was in vain
For all our that was falsely framed
For all our peoples livin' the name

It's the emancipation
Under the devised guidelines of self preservation and starvation
It's the emancipation
Under the devised guidelines of self preservation and starvation

Let me show, I gotta L.O.D., they put me under the wing
And then I teamed up with the most beautiful
In the world, L.O.D. we all, we got
I'ma fans and my keep it like it or not

I know it hurts, to do everyday dirt
all over my back, feel like bustin' them jerks
When I'm on my road to the riches, I stay away from
And bitches and keep my mind on business

Life was tough so I aggressive like a pit
The only I felt relaxed was when the blunt was lit
Thinkin' me and my can be tight like the Gambino
Muscle in the hustle scene, like Nino

It gets deeper than the of Proverbs
New emerge as I cop the squat on the curb
Thinkin' the strengthen my brain like spinach
And heavy shine, flooded with ice boost my self image

'em, my life is so real, it hurts
Like when I saw my bein' driven off in a hearse
Like when I saw my mother driven off in a hearse
Like in when the roach crawl out my shirt

Like on Thanksgiving when we got food from the church
Back then it was DJ Red and Kool Herc
Rockin' Lee's and in Tigra shirts
Back then L.O.D. was puttin' in

From the cradle to the
We all in the struggle, we gon' struggle, we gon' strive to stay
All my real people know what I'm about
Watch each backs
up, my life is nothin' without my niggas, word up