Luyện nghe bài hát Now I Feel Ya

...it's a new day... ya what I'm sayin'?

A new day, a new problem to a brother
And all I gots ta say is God for my mother
Cause without my mommy my life would've been joke
locked up playin' dead and still slangin' dope but nope
The he had a plan for me
And with his help, my mother a man of me
Didn't blindfold me to the world we was in
Taught me how to save my little
So I graduated I'd have a little school money
But in the sixth I wanted to be the school dummy
And flunked outta with the flag pole
And left my dear at home with a sad soul
my mother worked the fingers to the bone
Cause we was alone, and me I bought a death
My real pops he out with the style
So I respect my stepdad, for another nigga's child
So now we livin'
me the game and how to be responsible
But back I couldn't see it
I wanted to be a grown man at so the kid's leavin'
And ended up in a big
And told me not to come home until I got my shit
So now I'm livin' in my home
My grandma's strong, she's got nine of her own
And me ain't no big deal
But now that I'm much older I see just how the shit
kind-hearted, not wantin' to tell me no
Even though my grandfather had a stroke
And now the low
And pretty soon a gonna have ta go
Or either try to find a job so I can out
I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get out
And when I get out I try to pave the way
So my family can have a better to stay
I'm losin' all hope, a brother's short
I can't cope, so now I'm slangin'
And now my granny knows I'm doin'
She just prayin' for me
care of her grandson
And the must of heard her prayer
Cause he me get a grip
And got me on up outta
I heard my mother say them is gonna kill ya
You couldn't have told me back then
But now I ya...

I'm eighteen, and now I'm big fun
My mother just had my first son
May eleven, I will forget the day
A star's born, let's name him scarface
My born and yo I'm a proud father
I gotta son, I gots ta be my father
And sellin dope ain't the way I can get ahead
But what the hell, I gots ta my baby fed
I buy him milk, and pampers tryin ta do my
And he's my son, I ta try to make him hard
I buy him clothes, and jewellry not the toys
the tonka toys will only punk my boy
And I want my son to look at life
Through a replica of reality tryin' to make it
But yet and I let my son be a kid
Just give him up the real, exactly my momma did
So he gets to be a man he'll appreciate
The game I gave him way back when he to roller skate
And now my son is four old
I really ta give the real and try to play the father's role
Because years he'll remember most
So it's all about marcus and me becomin' close
But I got a buncha
If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my
Now everybody's got my
Wantin' to have hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy
"it's your daughter, don't she like you? "
I just can't tell, why don't you it to ma momma do
Because my mother the real deal
All these hoochies poppin' coochie to get a free meal
So now we in and cope
Tryin' to get mo money, braggin' om the child
Tellin' her friends that breakin' me
Now eveybody knows, that she was just g
Come to out, the girl never had me
She's the baby's but me I ain't the baby's daddy
And biological tests can
You get up off of me and go after the other dude
But now I finally got a real
No need for the
I that I'm the baby's father
I heard my daddy say hoes will try ta kill ya
You couldn't told me nothin' back then
But now I ya...

I ya...

Now I'm twenty-two and got a grip on life
It's ninety-three, I put away my pocket knife
And got a bigger stick to fight
I'm and black so my choice ain't a nightstick
Because we in a concentration set
And everyday, we to face with death
I my homies go and come
And judgement day is somethin we can't run from
So I know my number's up
So I gotta protect from suckers who be runnin' up
And even I hate killin' off my own kind
I gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend
My brother corners tryin to keep the at peace
Don't fight each other, we gots ta stand and fight the
So united we stand but we fall quick
we always tryin to take another brother's shit
And the cops is in the vote
Just we comin' up quick they think we slang dope
They shootin' ta kill, they gas ain't sparkin'
They shot my long time partner in cold blood
And now the all twisted up
And if they gave the cop the
I wouldn't give a fuck
Because she left my partner's family with
And after hearin' this I know you remember me
But yet in still I find it for me to stay in touch
I see his and then I started breakin' up
Because I know you did was wrong
But you won't realize you dead and gone
It no justifiable homicide, you never gave a warning
You straight up him from behind
But all the cryin' in the world gonna bring him back
You a gat to a black he don't know how to act
But you gotta tell story to the judge
Not the imitation judge, the judge that loves
And if the man grants you forgiveness
Then in reality you care of your business
But regardless I know you wanna me
But I goin' out like dat
Ya me?

...yeah