Luyện nghe bài hát Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

Fuck you know struggle? The boy in the plastic bubble
I drink away the pain I guzzle
My is like a complicated mathematical puzzle, for real
Seen death twice, ugly motherfucker man
But you conversate with him when you
He said, "Let go of the pain, you'll never rock the mic
Your choice slug to the brain or 20
I kinda likened it to Ortho
Disturbing the natural cycles of life and it's
Fuck what you heard, less more problems
4 years from the game with no alblum
I put the gun to my brain, but first I wrote a to explain
Put the in my head, and these are the words that I said

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

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

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