Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

Time and time, a brother why
The is not laced with a gangsta touch
I said "Simply because I don't live way
Still kickin' rhymes rugged and rough"
"But that sell,
cause you gotta it real
so we can feel
where coming from
Because these is ill so if you ain't
niggas in rhymes
your whole just bubble gum"
I said "I won't to genocide;
I'd rather try to an inner side
and try to the frustrated ghetto mind
The devil and his army never been a of mine"
"But niggas wanna hear that shit" said the brother
Who was obviously totally and yelled out
"murder murder, kill, murder" in the influential parts
Of our heads

days, you never wanna
Let a brother be a
inner to the outer
Caught up, and all them nights
Can't escape cause everywhere that I
People frontin, and it ain't right

I said "Don't you know the powers be
are people as pawns, devouring we
until they see us all and outta the scene"
And as I the chronic, he said "look at where I be,
I to get a job for real,
But all my homies hit licks, and rob and
and keep fat caught in a rut to catch ground
way's in, plus who could you trust?"
I "I'm all about protecting mine,
but neglecting be getting left behind.
Why don't you change environment?"
He "This is all I know,
my fam's all that I got, I can't go"
I said "You make it for the fam"
"Damn," he said "I didn't the ghetto,
The ghetto the man"
I "You're more than just that,"
Shook his hand, said "Damn, you gotta a way
To break the master plan, peace"

The word peace is just an
Used to say bye when time to jet
And red black and green medallions
Was all just part of the trend, I
ever see them around brothers' necks no more
Instead of gold, gats
Inspiring gangstas and
Who at the young age of
Be seeing more drama war veterans
Instead of learning laws
And hip-hop is a voice who we at
To express how we be feeling about and that
But does reflect life
And kids look up to you're portraying
And mimic what you act
It's for a new day
An era in rap, styles,
Makin' them aware of the
But ears seem more steered towards
Self-annihilation so many might
And write this off, like I'm out just
Blowing wind, label us soft or unreal,
Something they can't feel, while they yellin
Murder murder murder, kill kill