Luyện nghe bài hát Seasoned

Mm hmm mm hmm
Misery and
Piss poor, you

moments
They know why I'm so seasoned, y'know
Welfare
There's a reason why I'm

My folks out in the ghetto
The slums, the and the beat down
Renovated complexes
me

Uh, you in a new school
Custom painted candy apricot
I'm in an antique old school do'
Muffler beat up duster
With scrapes and scratches, and scars

Y'all get to drink out of wine
We gotta out of jelly jars
Down and out four flat tires
No washing machine nor

Just a pillowcase sack and a bunch of
in a sheet on our way to the laundrymat
Will I ever get paid, can I make a dollar out of cents?
Y'alls got it made, we broke and starvin' payin' the rent
Sleepless nights, alligator

arguin' wit' my daddy, daddy drunk too many beers
911 Mr. Po-Po, dey ain't happy wit' day
Pops tryna beat her down and make her a miscarriage
My cousin shoots the needle, she be for days
She on that da-ah-diesel, she end up wit' AIDS

I told her, I love her, I swear I just her
But you what she said to me?
got a gay or at least one dopefiend in they family
You ain't the only one wit' a in yo' family
real

The reasoned, the that we're seasoned
and we feel our paper won't disappear
Ohh, hey been a long time in the bay
With God on our side we somethin' to say
And through the times we survive the game
the game

If y'all onions that's my arms potent
The reason I'm musty is 'cause we ain't got no mo'
The laughin' stock patna, we got no cash
stinkin' through my shoes in P.E. class
I'm thriznew with biznein briznoke, I'm about to the griznind

And if I get popped it ain't half no more 80 percent of my time
But that's ah chance, I'ma have to ah take
Today my son and I can't even buy a cake
I'm so through-a-through, I had a J.O.B.
You want me to cut my perm, oh y'all ave to fire me

My fellow just got out da joint, thought he might be
But my fellow got out and got 26 times the same damn day
Who get dunked on?
In the the flatlands it never too late
Patna all we need is a piece of plywood and a milk carton

What about dat basket, you know I'm smart
We can gone the wheels off that and make a go cart
Yo peoples blessed you, I started from a ounce
You came in the game wit' a silver spoon up in yo' mouth
Why we gotta gamble we hurtin', you got all the bucks
In the ghetto we play for push ups

The the reasoned that we are seasoned
and we, feel our paper won't disappear
Ohh, it's a long time in the bay
With God on our we have somethin to say
And the hard times we survive the game
Survive the

You dig? You
My just tryin' to make a way out of nowhere, you dig?
You know, the trials and tribulations, you
hard times out here y'know
Y'know we just tryin' to do our

I remember when I was just a boy
Growin' up things was hard for me
No food on the table, no clothes on my
Lord have
But my mother me to stay strong

Hey, been a long time in the Bay
With God on our side we have to say
And through the hard times we the game
the game