Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way To Harlem

I know a where the trees don't grow
another place where niggaz live low
I know a place life is fucked up
Make a move and your ass get stuck up

Time nothin' but a frame of mind
And is like a mountain or a steep ass climb
I've been lookin' for a place to
The only free place is of me

So let's take a trip, and you don't a grip
But you better be equipped 'cause it be some shit
African-American, nothin' but a
Had our on the trigger, but I pulled mine quicker

I know a place where there ain't no and
You better stay away if you're soft like
South Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and
A nigga on the coast on his way to Harlem

Now it's time to into the light
Put up your dukes, there's be a fight
And when time to fight, you better fight right
if it don't fight right, out goes the light

Take a close look at I'm freakin' on
think I'm tweekin', but I'm speakin' on
Subject matter,
Information that I through my travels

the hardest of the hard, hit hardcore killer
Can't stop the slug of a millimeter
Everybody thinks they know, but they not
If they caught a cap on the block

So up your boots and pick up the pieces
Grab a fresh of khakis with the sharp ass creases
Ring the alarm, here comes the
I got a firearm on my way to

I know a place where the sun shine
Everybody is a victim of neighborhood
I know a place where niggaz the line
One step and they must do time

Since I'm in the same I must stay afloat
And every note from the quotes that they wrote
So, I look into the past and the path of the greats
So I wont make the same mistakes that sealed my fates

If I had to be a slave I'd rather be in my
If I get in how lives could I save?
One, two, three, a hundred, a
My heart is poundin', the devil keeps

But he don't want my money, he my soul
So I reach a tree, and like a weed I grow
My stomach is full, but my is starvin'
Rollin' in a G on my way to Harlem