Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way To Harlem

I know a place where the trees grow
Just another place niggaz live low
I know a place life is fucked up
Make a wrong and your ass get stuck up

Time ain't but a frame of mind
And life is like a mountain or a ass climb
I've been lookin' for a place to
The free place is inside of me

So take a trip, and you don't need a grip
But you better be 'cause it might be some shit
African-American, but a nigga
Had our fingers on the trigger, but I pulled quicker

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

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

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

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

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

I know a place the sun don't shine
is a victim of neighborhood crime
I know a place niggaz walk the line
One false step and must do time

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

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

But he want my money, he wants my soul
So I like a tree, and like a weed I grow
My stomach is full, but my mind is
Rollin' in a G on my way to Harlem