Luyện nghe bài hát Sister/Nation

Drink of the apple pie with it, yeah, yeah,
I don't got no chains in my denim, yeah, yeah,
I listen what the blogs tell me, yeah, yeah, yeah
I know niggas got their own agenda, yeah, yeah,

got [censored] but she would never know
I like to hide them, so I lose myself
That's why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to
And up in counsellin', flippin' off my counselors
They gave me mood
But when I came off 'em, I was
the drugs that I wanted, which didn't help with the voices
They grew louder and louder
They called the people who'd chatter and chatter
I juggle all my

Estoy tan harto y cansado, no puedo haciendo esto
pudiera rendirme
Pero tengo seguir siendo fuerte para mi familia y mis

I myself gettin' better by the fuckin' minute
one, my momma always had to save the minutes
Got some D's, dropped out, to be Russell Simmons
keep workin', my head or in a vision
Where the at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my cell and dope, askin' for
I just ran into somebody lemonade
your kids tonight before them bitches run away

Get man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a bands around me
In December, I don't what they call me

This for all my broke niggas, for all them jokes, nigga
That you niggas when I was still livin' at home, nigga
Did it on my own, nigga, grew up and I out
Grew up and I out, grew up and I bossed out

I see you peekin' bushes
And tryna get secret ingredients us
I know that you do it 'cause you see us
C4 when you hear that detonator
Lucky-lucky on the elevator, eat my dust, baby, I'll see ya
I could always your bluff, you already said enough
Take a risk, bitch, still sittin' on ass, waitin' for a handout
Givin' nothin', put hands down
"Ooh, yeah, for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, important!"
Fuck off with that shit
off with that networkin'
Keep ya where the money at

Yellow on my dashboard
Red flags in the
I know I'm the one that you upset
But all I do is see you
You know that lately I don't think
But I don't really know I'm doin' now
'Cause got me fucked up
I'm strugglin' while on the now
Yellow lights on my
Red flags in the
I know I'm the one that you upset
But all I wanna do is you
You know that lately I don't straight
But lately I know what to do now
everybody got me fucked up
I'm while on the move now

Get your man, get man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred around me
In December, I don't what they call me
Get your man, get man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands me
In December, I don't what they call me
Get man, get your man all up off me
again, want a hundred bands around me
In December, I don't care they call me
Get man, get your man all up off me
Think again, want a hundred bands me
In December, I don't care what call me

Barely got of it, must've got a hold of it
Threw me to the and left a scar right on my nigga lips
I look in my closet when I think about the past
Never good in my wallet, tryna see if I got my cash
a flight, they ain't never wanna treat my bag right
Fuck a job, they ain't never my mom and dad right

I hate them quiet suburbs, I those picket fences
I hate the
First thing they me "nigga", I fight, I got suspended
My teachers saw me hit him, so they ain't to me
And from that moment on, I would learn I was different
I grow to see the difference, second guessing my decisions
Black bodies up missin'

I feel like all my are coming to a blend
I feel like all my days are coming to a

I walk through the halls at my own pace
Every lunch, I would flow, no place
All the in my bag till my bones ache
Wonder how the world would be if I had no
If I had no heart, if I had no
And I was just thoughts, reminiscin', the things always off
Had my father try to tell me I was soft
And when I look at the things that been through
And the things I survived, and at what
All the love in my life that I lost
All shit persevere to the pole vault
In the of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of the blogs, I'm a
In the eyes of the world, I'm an
In the eyes I own, I ain't start yet
In the eyes of the law, I'm a
In the of blogs, I'm a paycheck
In the of the world, I'm an icon
In the that I own, I ain't start yet, I ain't start yet

Power!
power!
Power!
power!
Power!
power!

I feel like all my days are coming to a
I like all my days are coming to a blend
Uh, I feel all my days are coming to a blend
I feel like all my are coming to a blend