Luyện nghe bài hát Sacrifice

Yo! This is the mighty Nutcracker, no
it out
It is ok that we make
No one on this level is
It is ok to cry and mistakes
That is part of bein of a being
We must sacrifice for the best and the is yet to come
So everyone who doubt in
I'm just sayin: you!

(Interlude
Our society is up
fuckin our brothas
This is-s-s, this is white
They've, problem, us, uh
This shit no god damn accident
This shit wears niggaz out to
This was created for us
This was created to make niggaz tweak
It must be something in the... the blood or something
shit... these ni-ni-niggaz, ni-ni-niggaz)

Verse

the crooks be crooks and the sons be sons
Made the man beat the man with the biggest guns
So elevate my mindstate, and the weight
Cock back two gats, it's ?moves MA?
I my lifestyle, that I'm livin
For or the real shit in drama be givin
For years, I never faked jackson with
Step to my misions, man to man, act my own
One for one, go for yours, blow for
All out CC, the big toe
Yo, I my lifestyle, man
Wordu, yo, uh..

Verse

a message from god, show'im how we roll hard
This lifestyle I sacrifice with the Def Squad
It's all about, no getting' minds no fuckin'
And all y'all fuckin niggaz need a break out
up, yo, I kill you in the battle
Deadly like a snake
But I don't
Here's a for the ride up ya life
And if you don't know me, I think you better twice
You step or check for someone else
When you step in my trap, you wreck
Here's the wealth, good health and the
You funny, like a fuckin dummy Bunny
Feel my wrath, here's my ass in the gold
Cause I love to blast, and I to crash
we do it around my way
Have no to play, I just fade away...
I my lifestyle

(Interlude
Hey, you can't anything
Just on, youknowhat...
Hope y'all... don't let TV take off your
Le-learn and for yourself)

Three:

Ain't sweet, you and death'll meet
Fuckin withe streets, shit's
We the deal so we pack steel
We be the individuals livin
Packin the weapons and bullet proof vest'es
Me and my got to live in proof
Livin Proof- so I choose not to fake
I make moves and break rules if I to
No dough, so I got the gat at you
By any means I'm out for
And willin to do sticks, vicks
I'm on some trife shit
Yo, I sacrifice my man, wordup

The Nutcracker
The body snatchas
Yea, to my Deputy
*?kidnap paper?*
My Headquarters
Smily, the Child
Mob, A Mob, yo, yeah, uh