Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way To Harlem

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

Time nothin' but a frame of mind
And life is like a 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 a place where there ain't no calm and
You stay away if you're soft like Charmin'
South Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and
A nigga on the west coast on his way to

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

a close look at what I'm freakin' on
Niggaz think I'm tweekin', but I'm on
matter, data
Information that I through my travels

'Cause the hardest of the hard, hit killer
Can't stop the of a nine millimeter
Everybody they know, but they know not
If haven't caught a cap on the block

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

I a place where the sun don't shine
Everybody is a victim of crime
I know a place where niggaz the line
One false step and they must do

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

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

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