Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

Time and time, a brother why
The rhyme is not with a gangsta touch
I said "Simply because I don't that way
Still kickin' them rhymes and rough"
"But that sell,
cause you gotta it real
so we can feel
where you're from
Because these is ill so if you ain't
killing in rhymes
your sound's just bubble gum"
I "I won't contribute to genocide;
I'd rather try to an inner side
and try to evolve the frustrated ghetto
The devil and his army been a friend of mine"
"But niggas don't hear that shit" said the brother
Who was obviously totally misled and out
"murder murder, kill, murder" instilled in the parts
Of our heads

days, you never wanna
Let a be a brother
Fully inner to the
up, and all them hollow nights
Can't escape everywhere that I look
People frontin, and it just right

I said "Don't you know the that be
are using 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 hit licks, and rob and steal
and keep fat pockets caught in a rut to ground
way's in, plus who could you trust?"
I said "I'm all protecting mine,
but neglecting be getting left behind.
Why don't you your environment?"
He "This is all I know,
plus my fam's all that I got, I go"
I said "You gotta it for the fam"
"Damn," he said "I didn't the ghetto,
The ghetto the man"
I said "You're than just that,"
Shook his hand, "Damn, you gotta find a way
To break the devil's plan, peace"

The peace is just an expression
to say bye when it's time to jet
And them red black and medallions
Was all just of the trend, I guess
Hardly ever see around brothers' necks no more
of that gold, gats
Inspiring and macks
Who at the age of four
Be seeing more drama war veterans
Instead of learning laws
And is a voice who we enlist at
To express how we be feeling about this and
But music does 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,
them aware of the happenings
But their ears seem more towards
Self-annihilation so many might
And write this off, like I'm out here
wind, maybe label us soft or unreal,
Something they feel, while they keep yellin
Murder murder, kill kill kill