Luyện nghe bài hát Shit Happens Everyday

Listen...I'ma tell you like this
up! Listen...

1]
Hey yo! I walk the block
my stomach in knots
Spend hustlin' runnin' from cops.
Broke as a joke, no at all
Can't play and my Timb's are small.
Can't buy wit' government cheese
I rather be where it's breeze, niggas keys.
My got two jobs, one on her knees
And writin' letters to the
Please off the deeds!
My baby mother wit' another brother wit'
drive by, roll down the window and laugh.
I solve all my problems indo and hash
Bought my daughter a
Now she it dad.
My a jerk, the water don't work
My sister twelve
And she her own skirt.
Rather do Kurt than do her
Talk blunts and boys and jump fa' joy.
Shit's twisted! Opportunity
But I missed it, out in the gettin' lifted.
So now I'm sittin' here shit luck
Without a and it don't make a difference!

So yo! If you me
Cause if you don't I come up
And say it clearly. I got ta' got ta' go!
I strive fa' my pay and every way
But this type of shit, it everyday!

2]
It's like I'm in a maze
Walk in a daze.
I won't rest I'm paid
down in my grave.
I look tough but my sneakers is scuffed
Everyday the week is enough.
I had a little but it came and it went
Now it's either pay the rent or in a tent.
And it make sense how the shit is intense
And all ya' got up in ya' is lint.
You get the hint!
I had a cigarette fa' breakfast, a beginner
Fries fa' my lunch and fa' dinner.
Try ta' go ta' church call me a sinner
call me everything except for a winner.
I'm walkin' in the rain things would change
It ain't a and I pawned all the rings and chains.
scarred from losin' my job
Pastor times is hard.

Now do ya' me?
Cause if ya' don't I up and say it clearly.
I got ta' got ta' go!
I fa' my pay each and every way
But type of shit, it happens everyday!
Now would ya' me?
If I was you and you was me
you respect me?
I got ta' got ta' go!
I strive fa' my pay and every way
But this type of shit, it everyday!

3]
Yo, yo! I ain't front!
All I is a blunt
A pair of blue and yellow
And my in chunks.
But see me, put they purse to the front
I'm up early in the first of the month.
Honeys don't when you callin' collect
And twenty-five cent, you can call em' direct.
I put my life on the line, I ain't a dime
Niggas me never mind.
Man, you're ya' time!
Hey yo! I'm livin' in the
And I'm ta' survive.
At the same time a nigga rollin' by in a
Can't a job for a 9 ta' 5
It's like the gettin' by
ya' feelin' the high.
And I ain't got no smoke, the broke
I'm at the end of my
ta' find a way ta' court.
I'm sippin' on gin thinkin' how I win
I know where it begin
But this is it could end.

Now yo!