Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

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

Shallow days, you wanna
Let a brother be a
inner to the outer
Caught up, and all them hollow
Can't cause everywhere that I look
People frontin, and it ain't right

I said "Don't you know the powers be
are using as pawns, devouring we
they see us all gone 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 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 neglecting minds be getting behind.
Why you change your environment?"
He "This is all I know,
plus my fam's all I got, I can't go"
I "You gotta make it for the fam"
"Damn," he said "I didn't the ghetto,
The made the man"
I said "You're more just that,"
his hand, said "Damn, you gotta find a way
To break the master plan, peace"

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