Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

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

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

I'm just a young boy, snot nose, hair
Cops by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get good
Teacher wrote mommy and kicked me outta school for braids
So she them, said, "My son ain't no motherfuckin' hoodlum"
They judged us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we from
Got a little and now I see
niggaz wanted by the powers that be

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

For these wars we're fighting each other
Season season
When you're workin' but there ain't nothing comin'
What's the

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

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

No, I can't find no
Why we all live in peace
this world keeps spinning
Yet still I'm what's the reason

I see people other people
me what's the reason
When workin' hard but there ain't nothin' comin'
the reason?

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

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

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

For these wars we're fighting each other
after season
When you're hard, but there ain't nothing comin'
the reason?

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