Luyện nghe bài hát Rasool

His name was
Carmel boy from the twenty two
Rough on the outside but he was cool
Rasool was a king but a fool

Back on the block again the same crew
Tariq from the west side, little from the Avenue
seen 'em 'bout a quarter to two
Shakin' hands with
But at the time sharin' the blues
And ohh he it on
Shakin' till what was in his pockets was gone
He'd be outside in the with his bubble goose on
But inside somehow, I knew he warm

Around ten thirty on dreary night
His said they were hungry
to get a bite, now they didn't send a runner
Rasool it wasn't right
But he stayed anyway tryin' to get the he liked
Ohh, how the shots in the streets
Hittin' everybody in the surrounding
Children of children, one father to be
And Rasool lay dead on my North Philly

At years old, it was the first death I'd seen
But in to come there'd be many many brothers slained
to win at the game
But the game designed for no kind of winning
Oh is a friend of Rasool, begging you to think about
you do and who you call your crew
The choices you make, may make a Rasool out of you
Now you don't that, do you?
You want that, do you?
Do you? Do Do you? Do you?
You don't want
You don't want
You don't want
You don't want