Luyện nghe bài hát One Day Closer

My mama told me find a real job, 'cause I'm what I'm don't cut it
Say she seen a nigga get rich struggling and shit
Just and I ain't trying to hear that
Leaving out the house, I peep the news and clear that
If mama would said a few words to them damn fools
You have them killers in the classroom
The destructor of the
be to God the beneficent
Most merciful, and I would question you
But babies shot down'll hurt a dude
I know the devil's got her on
But as I walk the valley, I just feel home
And life has got a way of testing
A man of faith but all in all a blessing
To walk up out the without a scratch on me
And live to talk about my journey, you at, homie?

Sam was born by the
Martin, he had a
But that don't mean will be harmony
Just because the choir
They say that gon' come
So when is gon' come?
Somebody tell me, somebody me (I'm not gon' lie, I'm getting scared now)

I started burying my
I skipping classes in the 8th grade
And walking to the King at lunchtime
And back before the bell rung, but one time
We decided we was ditch the whole day
And catch the metro to Sharpstown, always
Remember beatboxing on the back seat
Me freestyling, they knew every rapper he
up to us, K run through us
Man, I them old days, if one knew us
You that we was destined for greatness
Father's Day came, that's when God set to him
Too many young, no sequel
And I have gone a night sleepless
Every turned brings the ending
One day closer, it's on you on how you it

Sam was born by the
And Martin, he had a
But that don't mean there will be
because the choir sings
They say that change come (Change gon' come, oh oh)
So when is gon' come? (When is change gon' come?)
Somebody tell me, somebody me (And every day it's something different)

It's politics or one's religion (Yeah, yeah)
We need to keep our guns in my
It's the that you need to take control of
You have the right to bear your arms they told us
It's tragic when an innocent is gunned
But Congress wants to away our guns? Wow
Now, what about off in
Huh? Them little children in
Parents heart-broke, I pray I know that feeling
And the truth is so revealing
We push it to the side we don't matter
And that makes me madder
That's right, my Brad Jordan
No different a Trayvon Martin (no different)
No different than a shot down
Your picture of a blue-eyed