Luyện nghe bài hát Rasool

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

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

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

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