Luyện nghe bài hát Short Race

He's in a short race, shoelace untied
Head down, expression he can't hide
Kid with no direction, seems
A victim who spent being abused

His a drug addict, she has a bug habit
Was a day event, since she celebrated the Sabbath
But she back slid, or that's what the did
She used to up under her sleeves, the track hid

A long time ago, the father the picture
And as time went on, he was erased from the
The son, he don't have much to
And kids that be gettin' on him, they do it for pleasure

are gradually growin' inside him
Way before he knew the courts would divide him
A wall around had became a shell
Was a whole new person by the time the fell

It's a short race, the court dates
The pork chase, we had to walk straight
You know the forte, nigga, it's a
Or should I say a trait?

You to store very short cake
Estate, behind the gate, NY State, why
You to get paid by the lake
In each state and do the at high pace

the dirt, there was nothin' left but bones
A lot of tall grass around his
His mother alone, her heart felt sorrow
No time to play with the time we borrow

live next door, but he was worlds away
In reality, but a high price to pay
He was easy to from his dress code
Nothin' but a firework about to

A short fuse who was to lose in the struggle
His grandparents through a great deal of trouble
To keep him out of jail, they even put they house on
To post bail, but the kid still

I remember when he called collect behind bars
Sufferin' two injuries and nine scars
He said he'd anythin' to be out the pen
But it would be his permanent home the end

It's a short race, the court dates
The pork gave chase, we had to walk
You know the forte, nigga, it's a
Or I say a poor trait?

You want to very short cake
Estate, the gate, NY State, why wait?
You tryin' to get paid by the
In state and do the shit at high pace

Wait, I got to get
a side of French fries, not kid sized
Sixes fives, I give off a pimp's
Is it the vines? Watch a sitcom

Throwin' rocks with my arm
bricks than when the Knicks is on, I'm sittin' on
Shittin' on your boss, been off
I'm lickin' off the top like a different source

Rippin' raw like a kitchen chore
That's a block not broth
Hold the pot with mittens on
Dicks in the door
And went to pick me off like a ball

Jumped out the floor, it's a pit fall
When I hit the lawn, shit, it like a jigsaw
get hit at the board, then to get tossed
Went to court, got shipped off like a of soft

It's a short race, duck the dates
The pork chase, we had to walk straight
You the forte, nigga, it's a portrait
Or should I say a poor

You want to very short cake
Estate, behind the gate, NY State, why
You to get paid by the lake
In each and do the shit at high pace