Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway Slave

Yea
For Zane, my

Man I feel like a runaway
Cant down
gon behave
My back to the
My in the sky
Im never in
finger up high
And even I die
shed a tear when Im laid
I feel like a slave
I said I feel like a runaway
Sometimes I like a runaway slave

1:

I could die before I get rich touch a mill
Die before my album drops sell a mill
Die before I get to see how success
Die before any of my are fulfilled
Die before I really start out my plans
Die I see my son grow into a man
Die before my niggas home from they bids
Die before I truly learn how to really
Now it feels like I death
watch my own steps

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

Yea I know, on and be strong my niggas

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

2:

I could die before I bring to my momma
Die before I make with my baby momma
Die before I squash all my bullshit
Die but dont cry this is death dishonor
This is my will and testament
Listen to my
raise Zane to be a leader and a gentleman
I dont have regrets all the times that I was
in the courtroom fronting like im innocent
Look at how I up
undercover men
Friends getting railroaded hung by his
is what they made me
Hell is what gave me
Homies home on parole but they aint free
Look at me, look at life, how im supposed to huh?
Im feelin like a runaway ma
Cant calm I refuse to be tamed
Standing in these 4 banging on the cage
Niggaz on the jail bus handcuffed and
When its said and done they gon remember my
Now mommy in the front row, sittin at my
cryin, just another death as usual
You me?

Man I like a runaway slave
Cant down
Never gon
My back to the
My in the sky
Im giving in
finger up high
And even I die
Dont shed a tear Im laid
I like a runaway slave
I said I like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel a runaway slave