Luyện nghe bài hát Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Fuck you know about struggle? The boy in the bubble
When I drink away the I guzzle
My life is a complicated mathematical puzzle, for real
Seen death twice, it's ugly man
But you conversate with him you suffering
He said, "Let go of the pain, you'll rock the mic again
Your choice slug to the brain or 20
I kinda likened it to Tri-cyclen
Disturbing the cycles of life and it's trifling
Fuck what you heard, less money more
4 years from the game with no alblum
I put the gun to my brain, but first I wrote a note to
Put the Luger in my head, and are the words that I said

as kingdoms rise the same kingdoms were sure to fall
And away like memories, as if they weren't there at all
Like broken limbs of trees that's lost its leaves to wind
Spring come again

When your ceases to administer silence
And the only faith you left is a CD
From a singer who had a son Christopher Wallace
Tomorrow is
is abolished
Mind and have little to no unity
Life threw a brick through my window of
My immune system lacked diplomatic
asthma attacks the black community
Where do you go there?
Long walk, short
I knew all it was just to know of the ledge
Till I down at all ten toes on the ledge
Before I heard what sounded to me a pledge
Emerged the darkness, and this is what it said
Do not despair, breathe,
For there is life to live, believe
insight to share, retrieve
Was the at the illustrious
Exhale, hold, inhale, and live

Sure as kingdoms rise the same were sure to fall
And wash away like memories, as if they weren't at all
Like broken limbs of trees that's lost its leaves to Winter's
Spring will again