Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

Sometimes I
Man, how long is it gon' be for my people to out
Man we strugglin', it's hard
But tomorrow's than yesterday

I was born in the slums, from day one
Ray vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no of direction, darker complexion
Made it hard to live, dad how you your kids?

Stranded on the of life, left us out to die
Left us out to dry, I'm still here, my cries
Nigga, no father figures make niggaz through the years
Went to war with from what I saw in the picture

Now your son is bigger, 13 but just you
said I would grow up and be just like you
From what you did to my sister she you
Sixteen, eleventh grade, look at me, like you

Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' project
Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my
And I'm far from finished, gamin' 'til my diminish
Why pray for the afterlife when mines just

Only son by our mother, no brothers, only by this one
Every time I one I missed one, let me explain
years before the game, everything came with pain
Watch the fate of my family slain, would never see times again

Cursed with pain by a with no shame
My father, have the same name as his father
My grandfather believe, he pulled up our family tree
I can see him over in his coffin

I'm left with often, thoughts of how you molest your daughter
They say that's ten times than manslaughter
Man you oughta, be dead in a
But it my call, so instead you sat in a cage

High-powered, two-hundred and fifty
Six-five coward, been dead in an hour
Heard you was scared to take a shower, of the yard
Your end is near, you shoulda been of God, motherfucker

All my niggaz
I stay a step ahead of the of y'all
Why I gotta keep a vest for
Though I made it dog, I still for y'all?

Funny how my folks think rap stretch so far
Pray to God my niggaz, see through all the checks and the
I'm tryin' to in what's ours, gimme a couple of years dog
turn your tears stress and your scars

Into lawn chairs and green in your yard
I'm tryin' to my kids wrestlin' yours
Not have to get 'em ready for and strap a vest on 'em all
I sometimes it get hard

your head up mami, reach for the stars
Havin' a child is a blessing from God
You gotta work hard, can't let your youngest star strip in that bar
I your pain, this shit is rippin' my heart

But where and when do we start, listen to the voice in of my mind
Can't reach all my women so I it in rhyme
I know what you're feelin', I'm ya tears ma, it could happen in time
For now I take your strife sufferin', imagine it mine