Luyện nghe bài hát Rise From The Dirt

African American in America
See I'm not to be here
Somehow I got the to
my so-called stink off
Light my blunt take my off
Like I'm caught in a
Crime pays how that thing cost, shit
Give me like 2 then, shit I it
Came out of a darker hole than you've
And ain't know my 'til I was laying down & oozin'
But feeling all ain't gon' help
Praying I'm in God's eyes these bricks, life's a bitch and she kicks
I kicks 'em out, switching bitches like I'm these whips
I'll sick 'em on you with a of the wrist
I'm one of the greatest, take a of me miss
And bring my rose out by the we rich
I gives a bout where they gon' place me give me the dough
You out of then give me the gold
I'm doin' my & you niggas owe
bitches tell me sorry kiss the ring and get on the floor
I'm consistent when I party bottles low, give me some
Name remove me from the average five, likely not half as wise
My bring attention & your in detention mackin wise
Miss me with the chatter guy, keep tool and the magnum by
Half of what really matters die, killin' niggas all aside
Fortune in my head they thought I was dead I took that out
Can't let 'em see me fall, I got the I took a short route
Encores as I out, standing ovations the walk in
Like Booker T when I'm talking they at me and see all them
Malcom X I guard the crib with my tall gun
Blame the nigga that 'em daddy's son picked the wrong one
Dying is my ultimatum be a bum in a long run
Powered by all the hating, since a little boy my balls
Life can to handle you try to offer your help but
They in the fight club fucking themselves up
They say my opposition would last, but they
My rattled ya we ain't mad at ya, we ain't mad at ya
All I got is my and my D
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I eat playboy I never leave this curb
A thousand absurd, phenomenal me I'm heard
When I'm in the hood I'm good, NYC I
Lil boy born cheated, a man down dream I wake
air with a foul smell of disappointment
So love yet so much hate
Grey skies, used veins, and poison
on black crime for the green man's dollar
In time you will enslave
Mama pushed too hard not save faith
Will not stop, kill, or
I'm too strong, hard as a rock soul, inside
Hardly ever happy, times turn humility to homicide
One piece to the pie of genocide
Same questions in 21
Where will you go, who will, and who
Young man rise the dirt, rise from the dirt
Wipe your and go to work