Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

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

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

I "Don't you know the powers that 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 keep fat pockets caught in a rut to catch
this in, plus who could you trust?"
I said "I'm all protecting mine,
but neglecting minds be 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 than that,"
Shook his hand, said "Damn, you find a way
To the devil's master plan, peace"

The word is just an expression
Used to say bye it's time to jet
And red black and green medallions
Was all just part of the trend, I
Hardly ever see them brothers' necks no more
Instead of that gold,
gangstas and macks
Who at the age of four
Be seeing more drama war veterans
Instead of God's laws
And is a voice who we enlist at
To express how we be feeling about this and
But music does reflect
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' aware of the happenings
But their ears seem more towards
Self-annihilation so many might
And write this off, like I'm out here
Blowing wind, maybe label us or unreal,
Something they can't feel, while they yellin
Murder murder, kill kill kill