Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway Slave

Yea
For Zane, my

Man I feel like a slave
calm down
Never gon
My back to the
My in the sky
Im never in
Middle finger up
And when I die
Dont shed a tear when Im
I feel like a slave
I said I like a runaway slave
Sometimes I like a runaway slave

1:

I could die before I get rich never touch a
Die before my drops never sell a mill
Die before I get to see how success
Die before any of my dreams are
Die I really start livin out my plans
Die before I see my son into a man
Die before my come home from they bids
Die before I truly learn how to really
Now it feels I know death
watch my own steps

Wonder my niggaz aint cuz they all left
Pride in the contemplating on my own death
Shots fly niggaz tryin to my on my doorstep
How they gon remember me? Whatll be my
How they gon talk about me when they pour hennessy?
That nigga thug, nigga was a rider
nigga was one hell of a survivor
Niggaz in the pen no money for bail
Every nigga on the run tryin to stay up outta
I feel ya

Yea I know, hold on and be strong my

Man I feel a runaway slave
Cant calm
gon behave
My back to the
My in the sky
Im giving in
finger up high
And even I die
Dont a tear when Im laid
I like a runaway slave
I I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I like a runaway slave

2:

I could die before I happiness to my momma
Die before I make peace with my momma
Die before I all my bullshit drama
Die but dont cry this is before dishonor
This is my last will and
Listen to my
raise Zane to be a leader and a gentleman
I have regrets all the times that I was negligent
Standing in the courtroom fronting im innocent
at how I came up
Duckin men
Friends getting railroaded hung by his
This is what made me
Hell is they gave me
Homies coming home on parole but they free
Look at me, look at life, how im to change huh?
Im feelin like a slave ma
Cant calm down I to be tamed
Standing in these 4 walls banging on the
on the jail bus handcuffed and chained
When its said and they gon remember my name
Now mommy in the front row, sittin at my
Everybody cryin, another death as usual
You me?

Man I like a runaway slave
calm down
Never gon
My back to the
My in the sky
Im never in
Middle up high
And when I die
Dont shed a tear when Im
I feel like a runaway
I I feel like a runaway slave
Sometimes I like a runaway slave