Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

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

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

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

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

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

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

Cursed with by a nigga with no shame
My father, that have the same name as his
My grandfather wouldn't believe, he up our family tree
I can see him over in his coffin

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

High-powered, two-hundred and pound
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 scared of God, motherfucker

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

Funny how my think rap money 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 chairs and grass in your yard
I'm tryin' to watch my wrestlin' yours
Not have to get 'em for school and strap a vest on 'em all
I know sometimes it get

Keep your head up mami, for the stars
Havin' a child is like a from God
You just gotta work hard, let your youngest star strip in that bar
I feel your pain, this shit is rippin' my

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