Luyện nghe bài hát Scared Money

Scared don't make none
Scared money make none
Scared money don't make
money don't make none

Callin' and have nots, every cell on the block
Every nigga with a trigger, empty or cocked
March in like parade of scars if you been or shot
Son, we smokin' batons right in front of these cops

Callin' out to the kids, all my niggas bids
suited up or booted up or stuck in the mid
You can it or boot it up, my pupils unlid
All my students of the underground with store gigs

out to the girls, the inventors of worlds
The intelligence of and elegant pearls
Pour like nectar from the big bang opus in swirls
Down the sweaty backs of hairyweave and dried jheri curls

Callin' out to the hat cocked slump with your gimp
On your wrist with just a twist of lime to go that limp
Hold your cup up so ancient rain can find its way in
Let these know the cost of reaching heavenly bliss, yes

Scared money make none
money don't make none
Scared money don't make
money don't make none

Scared money make none
money don't make none
Scared money make none
Scared money don't make

It was all a dream, it was all a
I used to I was Malcolm or Martin in the pulpit
The or the bullet

I swear I to pray to change back the year
niggas spoke of motherships with space helmets for hair
Well, now have we here?
Thugs and poets, ah

What we seem to have in common is we're as air
Yes, the lowest of anthems sung each day every year
From check cashing to fashions

While ration out fear but I'm fearless
I feel alone, homeless, peerless
What will it take to the land for everyone to hear this?

I can't bear this, born of pages torn from ancient prayer
Descendant of the womb, the lotus blooms when I come it
I declare it time to realign karat to
What was olden remains sceptered tongue I dare to share it

All who hear it know at once, royal highness blunts
Thug of thugs, pimp of pimps, golden and ivory fronts
Grind and hustle, niggas know the is just a muscle

All payments due, you made papes
I upon I trust you will invest
chances are the game is just a test
Professor of the truth talk real truth

I am the king as I my son to dance and sing
We celebrate our fate, my daughter gives me wings
We are one descendants of the and tongue
trees have born strange fruit, hail, salute a troop well hung

So come along, invited
of distinguished paths, victims and conquered
Those who stand alone and those who unfettered

Fuck the bullshit whether from the hill or from the
Today, I put my on the fall of every culprit

The truth prevails when all else
Drug make the music, then guess who's back?
Your souls answer to greenbacks, and crack

The that strung from anthems
Sung now to way way back
The legacy of Hennessey distilled to black

Rolls off the tongue a gun
nigga's best stand back
The trumpet calls and yes, yes,
The changed his hat