Luyện nghe bài hát On The Run

[Chorus:
Looking out my window from my mind's blown room
I remember that cold, rainy night
Looking out my

Da 5'9"]
Feeling all on the run
I'm still holding my gun
Body on it the previous evening
I out I'm wanted
Nigga's is what the media screaming
I turn the channel on the TV, the 48 on
Man, it ain't a loyal nigga on this TV
I cut the off, disgusted
I'm taking a shower to take all the gunpowder off
But what if bust in, busting
The nigga at the front desk act he don't recognize me but shit
There's a reward for me, that there hustling
I trust him I got to keep my eye on that window
Thinking about my kin folk, and babies
I can't to them, life is crazy
Whoever thought it would come to over rap nonsense
Rap the comfort of being attacked by my conscience

Da 5'9"]
I think I'm a write a to my children

In case I don't it
I'm up time but I won't face it
I'm thinking about my life it is now
And how one slug can change it once was
I'm accepting the fact that I did
I just my wife back, I just want my kids back
I just want my niggas that snitch back
Cuz real niggas know niggas ain't with that
But what's the use of me being real, I'm now
I'm seeing out the window thinking what now
Damn, am I to do?
Cuz now shit hit the fan I suddenly ran out of crew
But fuck it, I'm in the shit, I'm a end the
No way for me to though I'm innocent
I hear a knock on the door like let's finish

storm room]

[Royce Da 5'9"
This life is about honor, respect but more importantly this is about choices
You make them and whether they turn out to be good
or bad ones you live with them. You die with

Let's go back to how it all