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 thank God for my
Cause without my mommy dear my life would've joke
Either locked up dead and still slangin' dope but nope
The he had a plan for me
And with his help, my made a man of me
blindfold me to the world we was livin' in
Taught me how to my little dividends
So when I graduated I'd have a little school
But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the dummy
And flunked outta with the flag pole
And left my mother dear at home a sad soul
Because my mother worked the to the bone
Cause we was alone, and me I bought a home
My real pops he out with the style
So I respect my stepdad, for raisin' another nigga's
So now we livin'
Taught me the and how to be responsible
But back then I see it
I wanted to be a grown man at fourteen so the leavin'
And ended up in a big
And me not to come home until I got my shit right
So now I'm in my grandma's home
My grandma's strong, she's got nine of her own
And keepin' me ain't no big
But now that I'm much older I see just how the shit
Being kind-hearted, not to tell me no
Even though my just 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 I get out I gotta try to pave the way
So my family can have a better place to
I'm losin' all hope, a fallin' short
I can't cope, so now I'm dope
And now my granny I'm doin' wrong
She just for me heavily
care of her grandson
And the lord of heard her prayer
Cause he me get a grip
And got me on up there
I heard my mother say them streets is gonna ya
You couldn't have told me back then
But now I ya...

I'm eighteen, and now I'm big fun
My baby's just had my first son
May eleven, I never will the day
A star's born, let's him little scarface
My first and yo I'm a proud father
I gotta son, I gots ta be my son's
And dope ain't the way that I can get ahead
But the hell, I gots ta keep 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 want my son to look at life
Through a replica of reality tryin' to it life-like
But yet and I let my son be a kid
Just give him up the real, like my momma did
So when he gets to be a man appreciate
The game I gave him way when he used to roller skate
And now my son is four old
I really gots ta give the real and try to the father's role
these years he'll remember most
So all about little marcus and me becomin' close
But I got a buncha
If it my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle
Now got my baby
Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket to drive me crazy
"it's your daughter, don't she like you? "
I can't tell, why don't you take it to ma momma do
Because my mother knows the real
All these poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal
So now we in and cope
to get mo money, braggin' om the child support
Tellin' her friends she's breakin' me
Now eveybody knows, she was just fakin' g
Come to out, the girl never had me
the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's daddy
And biological can prove
You get up off of me and go after 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 hoes will try ta kill ya
You couldn't have me nothin' back then
But now I ya...

I ya...

Now I'm twenty-two and got a grip on life
It's nineteen ninety-three, I put my pocket knife
And got a bigger to fight with
I'm young and black so my choice ain't a
we livin' in a concentration set
And everyday, we face to face with
I seen my go and come
And judgement day is just somethin we run from
So I my number's comin' up
So I protect myself from suckers who be runnin' up
And even though I killin' off my own kind
I gotta be a man and as a man I'm a mine
My brother tryin to keep the neighbourhood at peace
Don't fight each other, we gots ta stand and the beast
So united we but we gonna fall quick
Because we always tryin to take another brother's
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'
shot my long time partner rudy in cold blood
And now the story's all up
And if gave the cop the chair
I really wouldn't a fuck
Because she left my family with memories
And after hearin' this I know you don't me
But yet in I find it hard for me to stay in touch
I see his parents and I started breakin' up
Because I know you did was wrong
But you won't realize until you and gone
It ain't no justifiable homicide, you never gave a
You straight up shot him behind
But all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna bring him
You give a gat to a black he know how to act
But you gotta your story to the judge
Not the judge, the judge that everybody loves
And if the man upstairs grants you
Then in reality you took of your business
But regardless I you wanna kill me
But I ain't goin' out dat
Ya me?

...yeah