Luyện nghe bài hát Nightmares

[Intro: Simone]
I'll you what freedom is to me, no fear
I mean really, no

[Quin

Nightmares a motherfucker
Why,

1: Quin Price]
I it with my own eyes (own eyes)
While his mama cried, that was her son
And she to God (she called to God)
Why'd you take him me?
Why'd you him from me? I ain't surprised
Another black man killed by a black man with gun but
I guess sums up every
drive-by, every bullet fired, everybody dies
I don't know if you'll realize you symbolize
Whether you GD or or cuz (what's crackin', cuh?)
But because, they don't give a 'bout me
They give a fuck 'bout you
They don't give a fuck 'bout
They don't a fuck 'bout we
They don't give a 'bout us
They don't give a fuck 'bout none of that
Just to run in yo shit and they'll and do it again
Because niggas don't no conscious and
I tomorrow ain't promised and
You don't really want no problems
He riding downtown with his and
A chopper on the backseat, got
Make me think why all they boxed in
Make me wanna think Martin
And mark my words like Mountain Luther King had a
move mountains
And I pray to God that my don't try to take my life
But if you want all my shine I promise I'll you the light
I'll you the light

Tell me why it so bad
I'm trying to save myself me
it could be my last
It's me up in my sleep
me why it hurts so bad (so bad)
I'm trying to save myself me (from me)
Tomorrow it be my last (my last)
keeping me up in my sleep

[Verse 2: and (Quin Price)]
I heard it with my own
Your brother got shot and my world stopped
It was the fear
That my had when she was so glad
Just to send her son off to
A black man trying to seek
A black man to make a profit
A black man trying to be something than
another nigga standing on the block
Hustling with his homies and they working the clock
Pantry getting empty and the getting hot
Hit you for yo last just so can restock
you with the Glock, murder for a rock
Look you in yo right before he cock
the 17, all this for a cop
Niggas go to and they still get shot, fuck it
(I you're a product of your environment)
(I guess shit round violent)
I guess when you hear that chopper
Yo mama screaming, play the
But just want us to be silent
Being black is just too
(Black on black put us back nine-)
(Years of full of sweat and and tears)
(So can you just remind me?)

(x2)
Tell me why it so bad
I'm trying to save myself me
Tomorrow it be my last
It's keeping me up in my
Tell me why it so bad (so bad)
I'm trying to save myself me (from me)
Tomorrow it be my last (my last)
keeping me up in my sleep

Rest in peace to and all the other fallen soldiers out there
We love you and we you
Fly high,