Luyện nghe bài hát Say Goodbye To Yesterday

Yo.. three-hundred and sixty-five days a
We preoccupy self to find true meaning
We indulge irrelevant
Contradiction steps up growth
Live life each day it could be your last
One]
Yo.. I'm from a place where mothers sell they babies for crack
Where young buy gats, shoot and never look back
Where the whites live the whites, and the blacks live with the blacks
But we unite, through the culture of rap
I'm from Brooklyn, to the Dodgers, Russian massages
Where thugs bust guns, and are raised without they fathers
We do with has-beens, rock the latest fashion
The rule's never rat - what you to know, or who's askin
Just habits of highly effective MC's
Y'all is pussy rap, my speech you weak in the knees
But cheap, I'm straight from the streets
I'm action-oriented I'm screamin KILL CORRUPT POLICE
I read books, reap to compromise my bad looks
I roam with and crooks
But when I rest my head at night, I'm happy that I made it
Cause could take your life, be it my friends or my neighbors
Whether, you or a thug on the streets
Whether, you look for beef or you in peace
Whether, you back or you stand strong bold
Yo we know what tomorrow gon' hold
[Chorus:
We can live today, but we're not promised
We can pass away, say goodbye to
We can live today, but not promised tomorrow
We can pass away, say goodbye to
Two]
It's either me or you in world cause I be tryin to cope
I'm for answers, but still I'm comin up broke
supply the (?) tops, smack, the guns and the coke
Who Lennon and Malcolm X, one in his throat
I'm an old that hold but probably young as the Pope
Reincarnated as a prophet a symbol of hope
I through the projects, lights, rhythm and smoke
quotes, somebody said religion's a joke
Buried my man at 18, the took him in months
He died before he lived, but gone I felt touched
My old earth in '91, 6 months apart
Project stress, blackouts, and in the park
People change, cause when I look I feel strange
Goin through old flicks, our days numbered, the page
I can't go back, we learn to live with and respect
A tale from the prevail through the pain and regret
Whether, you police or a on the streets
Whether, you for beef or you livin in peace
Whether, you down or you stand strong bold
Yo we never what tomorrow gon' hold

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