Luyện nghe bài hát Sacrifice

Yo! This is the mighty Nutcracker, no
it out
It is ok that we make
No one on this is perfect
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 in thee
I'm just ffuck you!

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

One:

Aiyyo the be crooks and the sons be sons
Made the biggest man beat the man the biggest guns
So elevate my mindstate, and take the
Cock back two gats, it's power MA?
I sacrifice my lifestyle, that I'm
For or the real shit in that'll 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..

Two:

Here's a message from god, show'im how we roll
This lifestyle I must sacrifice the Def Squad
It's all about, no getting' no fuckin' doubt
And all y'all fake fuckin niggaz need a out
Word up, yo, I you in the battle
Deadly a rattle snake
But I don't
Here's a sattle for the up ya life
And if you know me, I think you better think twice
You step or check for someone else
When you in my trap, you wreck yourself
Here's the wealth, good and the money
You funny, a fuckin dummy Bugs Bunny
Feel my wrath, here's my ass in the gold
I love to blast, and I love to crash
Everyday we do it 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
and think for yourself)

Verse

Ain't nothing sweet, you and death'll
Fuckin streets, shit's real
We know the so we pack steel
We be the individuals livin
Packin the automatic weapons and proof vest'es
Me and my got to live in proof
Livin Proof- so I choose not to fake
I make and break rules if I have to
No dough, so I got the gat at you
By any I'm out for cream
And to do sticks, catch vicks
Because I'm on some trife
Yo, I sacrifice my man, wordup

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