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 better yesterday

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

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

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

Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' fences
Street corners to Arizona, how I my digits
And I'm far from finished, 'til my coffee diminish
Why for the afterlife when mines just beginnin'

son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by this one
Every time I kissed one I missed one, let me
Eight before the game, everything came with pain
Watch the fate of my family slain, would see good times again

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

I'm left with often, thoughts of how could you molest your
say that's ten times worse than manslaughter
Man you oughta, be in a grave
But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a

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

All my listen
I stay a ahead of the rest of y'all
Why I gotta keep a for y'all
Though I it dog, I still stress for y'all?

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

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

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

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