Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way To Harlem

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But he want my money, he wants my soul
So I reach 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