Luyện nghe bài hát Sacrifice

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

(Interlude
Our society is up
They're our brothas
is-s-s, this is white society
They've, problem, us, uh
This shit ain't no god damn
This shit wears out to heart
shit was created for us
This shit was created to niggaz tweak
It must be something in the... the blood or something
shit... these ni-ni-niggaz, ni-ni-niggaz)

Verse

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

Verse

Here's a message from god, how we roll hard
This lifestyle I must sacrifice the Def Squad
It's all about, no getting' minds no doubt
And all y'all fake niggaz need a break out
up, yo, I kill you in the battle
Deadly like a rattle
But I rattle
Here's a sattle for the up ya life
And if you know me, I think you better think twice
You better step or check for someone
When you step in my trap, you wreck
Here's the wealth, health and the money
You funny, like a fuckin dummy Bunny
my wrath, here's my ass in the gold drag
Cause I to blast, and I love to crash
Everyday we do it my way
no time to play, I just fade away...
I my lifestyle

(Interlude
Hey, you can't change
Just on, youknowhat...
Hope y'all... let TV take off your minds
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 reventless
the automatic weapons and bullet proof vest'es
Me and my got to live in proof
Livin Proof- so I not to fake moves
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 willin to do sticks, catch
Because I'm on some trife
Yo, I sacrifice my man, wordup

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