Luyện nghe bài hát On My Way To Harlem

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

Time ain't but a frame of mind
And life is like a or a steep ass climb
I've lookin' for a place to leave
The free place is inside 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 fingers on the trigger, but I pulled quicker

I know a place where there no calm and
You better stay away if soft like Charmin'
Central, Los Angeles, Watts, and Compton
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 it's time to fight, you better fight right
'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
Subject matter,
Information that I gather through my

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

So shine up your and pick up the pieces
a fresh pair 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 don't
Everybody is a of neighborhood crime
I a place where niggaz walk the line
One false step and they do time

Since I'm in the same boat I stay afloat
And sing every note 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 devil keeps

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