Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

Time and time, a asks why
The rhyme is not laced with a gangsta
I said "Simply I don't live that way
Still them rhymes rugged and rough"
"But won't sell,
cause you gotta keep it
so that we can
where you're coming
Because streets is ill so if you ain't
killing in rhymes
your whole sound's just gum"
I "I won't contribute to genocide;
I'd rather try to cultivate an inner
and try to the frustrated ghetto mind
The devil and his never been a friend of mine"
"But don't wanna hear that shit" said the brother
Who was obviously totally and yelled out
"murder murder, kill, murder" instilled in the parts
Of our kids'

Shallow days, you wanna
Let a be a brother
Fully inner to the
Caught up, and all them nights
Can't escape cause that I look
frontin, and it just ain't right

I "Don't you know the powers that be
are using people as pawns, we
they see us all gone and outta the scene"
And as I passed the chronic, he "look at where I be,
I to get a job for real,
But all my homies hit licks, and rob and
and fat pockets caught in a rut to catch ground
way's in, plus who could you trust?"
I "I'm all about protecting mine,
but minds 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 gotta it for the fam"
"Damn," he said "I make the ghetto,
The ghetto the man"
I said "You're more just that,"
Shook his hand, "Damn, you gotta find a way
To break the master plan, peace"

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