Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

I see people hating people
Tell me the reason
That kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
the reason?

By the of age nine I'm already decidin'
If I can mommy from the hood by fightin'
Or usin' a knife or a gun I'm twenty-one
By by them hoods woulda pushed their way in our apartment
And we die then, so I been a young wreck in the projects
them older niggaz pass pot and they high man

I'm just a boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' trigger fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get grades
Teacher wrote mommy and me outta school for havin' braids
So she cussed them, said, "My son no motherfuckin' hoodlum"
They us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we come from
Got a little and now I see
Young niggaz wanted by the powers be

I see people hating people
me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no
What's the

For these we're fighting with each other
Season after
When you're workin' hard but there nothing comin'
What's the

Uh, a black nanny and a baby
In a pushin' down 5th Ave
She never had it, it's not her's to with
She it breakfast, baths and dinners
Treats it so while her own kids live alone at home
With no phone on had a good meal in so long
But so as mommy's a maid

Cookin' and cleanin', she wanna feed her kids and her kids are
Where's my daddy, who's my daddy, have you him?
I could imagine them askin', what type of being
Could his family, go back to the Carribean?
Was he locked up, shot up, does he have
Mommy said, "Wipe your tears, readin'"
But somewhere, spirit broken, feelin' defeated
A man he has to conquer all
The world is his oyster, his pearl, so y'all

No, I can't no reason
Why we all live in peace
'Cause this world keeps
Yet still I'm wondering the reason

I see people hating people
Tell me what's the
When you're workin' hard but ain't nothin' comin'
the reason?

I know a girl, her was a fugitive
She's intuitive, be on some shit
She called the cops she hated his mother
Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay with her
How many niggaz gon' die summer?
I pump in my music, but still life is a wonder

There's a officer in a squad car, he's a prostitute killer
It's odd, huh? 'Cause he's the same cop in church with his
He's molestin' his son and she it at night
Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Betty
In her pad while she
They said, "Prescott Bush funded Hitler while the in a twister"
Nigga, what you expect? what's next

I see people hating people
Tell me what's the
That kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the

For these wars we're fighting with each
Season after
When workin' hard, but there ain't nothing comin'
the reason?

Uh, uh, man, man'll search the whole
Looking for what, to conquer all
So what? To all my niggaz with they
That they kids, man, all the daddies out there
To all the niggaz died tryin' to figure out what's what
Tryin' to be the biggest of the big, you
Yeah, yeah, ladies us
forgive us for we know not what we do
Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, out and shit
man, man