Luyện nghe bài hát Now I Feel Ya

...it's a new day... ya know 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
Either locked up 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 we was livin' in
me how to save my little dividends
So when I graduated I'd have a little money
But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school
And flunked outta with the flag pole
And left my dear at home with a sad soul
Because my worked the fingers to the bone
Cause we was alone, and me I bought a death
My real pops he broke out the style
So I respect my stepdad, for raisin' another 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 fourteen so the leavin'
And ended up in a big
And told me not to come home I got my shit right
So now I'm in my grandma's home
My grandma's strong, got nine kids of her own
And keepin' me ain't no big
But now that I'm much I see just how the shit feels
Being kind-hearted, not to tell me no
Even my grandfather just had a stroke
And now the low
And soon a brother's gonna have ta go
Or either try to a job so I can help 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 a better place to stay
I'm losin' all hope, a fallin' short
I can't cope, so now I'm slangin'
And now my granny knows I'm wrong
She just prayin' for me
Take care of her
And the lord must of heard her
Cause he me get a grip
And got me on up outta
I heard my mother say them streets is gonna ya
You have told me nothin' back then
But now I ya...

I'm eighteen, and now I'm big fun
My baby's mother had my first son
May eleven, I never forget the day
A star's born, let's name him scarface
My first born and yo I'm a proud
I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's
And sellin ain't the way that I can get ahead
But what the hell, I gots ta my baby fed
I buy him milk, and tryin ta do my part
And my son, I gots ta try to make him hard
I buy him clothes, and jewellry not the toys
Because the tonka will only punk my boy
And I don't 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 used to skate
And now my son is four old
I gots ta give the real and try to play the father's role
Because years he'll remember most
So it's all little marcus and me becomin' close
But I got a obstacles
If it ain't my line of work it's the on my popsicle
Now everybody's got my
to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy
"it's your daughter, don't she look like "
I just tell, why don't you take it to ma momma do
Because my mother the real deal
All these poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal
So now we in and cope
Tryin' to get mo money, braggin' om the child
her friends that she's breakin' me
Now eveybody knows, that she was fakin' g
Come to find out, the never had me
She's the baby's mother but me I the baby's daddy
And tests can prove
You gotta get up off of me and go the other dude
But now I finally got a real
No for the testin'
I know that I'm the father
I heard my daddy say them hoes try ta kill ya
You couldn't told me nothin' back then
But now I ya...

I ya...

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

...yeah