Luyện nghe bài hát Runaway Slave

Yea
For Zane, my

Man I like a runaway slave
Cant calm
gon behave
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

1:

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

Wonder my aint around cuz they all left
in the ring contemplating on my own death
Shots fly niggaz tryin to kill my on my
How they gon remember me? Whatll be my
How they gon talk about me when they pour hennessy?
nigga thug, that nigga was a rider
That was one hell of a survivor
Niggaz in the pen with no money for
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 like a runaway
Cant down
Never gon
My to the wind
My in the sky
Im giving in
finger up high
And when I die
Dont a tear when Im laid
I feel a runaway slave
I said I feel a runaway slave
Sometimes I like a runaway slave

2:

I could die I bring happiness to my momma
Die before I make peace my baby momma
Die I squash all my bullshit drama
Die but cry this is death before dishonor
is my last will and testament
Listen to my
Please Zane to be a leader and a gentleman
I dont have all the times that I was negligent
Standing in the courtroom fronting im innocent
Look at how I up
undercover men
Friends getting railroaded hung by his
is what they made me
Hell is they gave me
Homies coming on parole but they aint free
Look at me, look at life, how im to change huh?
Im feelin like a slave ma
Cant calm I refuse to be tamed
Standing in 4 walls banging on the cage
Niggaz on the bus handcuffed and chained
its said and done they gon remember my name
Now in the front row, sittin at my funeral
Everybody cryin, 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
Middle up high
And when I die
shed a tear when Im laid
I like a runaway slave
I said I like a runaway slave
Sometimes I feel like a runaway