Luyện nghe bài hát Presha

This goes out to all my young brothers and
Hold ya head, ain't always what they seem

I'm about to give you a of reality
Real

{Jeru The

Nowaways, are played and superstars are made

Still mothers in the ghetto, dont get payed
As a result, bullets are sprayed and their sons are
It's no myth, in ghetto life, if you don't you fade
in the streets, not a task for ordinary men
Growing up in the hood, young black and
Caught up in the game of blocks and run your block

Intercourse witches and hunted by warlocks
For props, pop, another brother drops
He knew his pops,
now his little seed will barely know his
Tunnel vision like a

I give you x-ray vision these supahuman eyedrops
My niggas in the ghetto, it everything you got
'cause until we the top, can't stop and won't stop

Chorus 2X:

Can you
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Hand
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{Jeru The
Journalists write articles 'cause can't write rhymes
Ever since I was a youth I in crime
Now I'm to reach the youth, to preserve what's left
There's a fork in the road, choose life or
There's too stress, too many bullets for your vest
Temptress, suck ya best, strains of syphillis
The rest, rest in the Earth, the best progress
you who think I see commercial success
Warning, this shit is real, is not a test

And what I express worth more a Lexus
it like baby food, still hard to digest
Long ass niggas is mental slaves, I gotta

Chorus 2X

{Jeru The
Baby in the crib, and dad got no loot for
So he do he got to do
it real, I don't playa hate ya

God my nature,
at this time to stabilize the structure
We should all live like kings,

now sing praise to the
The blazed double X, concelead a box cutter
Brothers should be teaching, not one another
Word, to the mother land, the other man
Lord of the concrete jungle, and was a black man
Swingin on vines vibin, been balancin the eco
And there's no more niggas in the ghetto, here I am

Chorus 4X

(you got to deal with*instead of over)

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