Luyện nghe bài hát Rebuilding

You see a buffoon, caught up in own cocoon
Leave your rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the street saloon
I figured it out, to the 3rd degree

I'm the Milli in the
I'm the up in the kilo
I'm the wave up in the
The C up in the and the B up in the Boston

So you looking for or looking at now
You got what you gotta shake
Caught it on the sidewalk
I gets down, further down

Hurt for the red dirt at the time
Hit rewind if your ass hear me clear
Hit rewind if your ass hear me clear

My old hood use a little rebuilding
A place for these ghetto children
I ain't gonna let 'em the O out my JOY
Before you can rebuild, got to destroy
And these walls gonna tumbling down
These walls come tumbling down

Well, I remember when, I was slanging but weed
I ain't round here that can't tell you me
I done changed the way I used to be
When so many have an alternative to see

saved my life and now I'll never forget it
Thats why I try to glorify God it
But it remains, its in my veins
I know that I'ma sin, I just hope he'll me again

Okay, I'm and wrong in the same day
And it's always gonna be someone who'll see it the way
And if I react, who was guy to blame, hey
You fuck with me, I fuck with you thats how the played

I had a choice to let it go, but if you let it go
I ain't got no choice no more
Two lives gone to waste, one dead and the other a case
With 50 to face I'm raising ghosts, I'm rebuilding

My old hood use a little rebuilding
A better place for ghetto children
I gonna let 'em take the O out my JOY
Before you can rebuild, got to destroy
And walls gonna come tumbling down
These gonna come tumbling down

I'm so of my people not knowing what we doing to ourselves
And we blame it on them but we in the same frame
Trapped a mental instrumental bond
Hoping to run but a gun, what could you really do

Everybody new kicking the old to the
But now its more shit, crooked, shady, talking 'bout the
He's fucking other ladies, blowing up spots we to hit
And casually they spreading billions to the little children

Niggas moving G's, I'm on my praying god please
A just wanna eat and sleep
my gun in my own little world and raise my little kids
Doing the best I can

Shit, who talking now
You gots to crawl you walk, oh don't follow to close
Where I think you might stop we all can see the grass
Is the same color on the side of the fence

Give thanks, people alarm clocks, wake 'em up
Every morning brother I gotta stay up
'Cause the pistol ain't gonna save my life it's time to go
Its just in I get a chance to retaliate

I used have nothing positive to say
Doing my little minutes of fame
Who done forget which they came
Acknowledge his name, Lord, you've been so to me

Better than I've been to keep us in good health
The white mans food makes my stomach
But I to be strong, to defeat my enemies
For the kill, in your side
Judging buildings, they can't be no playgrounds for children

My old hood use a little rebuilding
A better place for these ghetto
I gonna let 'em take the O out my JOY
Before you can rebuild, got to destroy
And these gonna come tumbling down
walls gonna come tumbling down