Luyện nghe bài hát Sister/Nation

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

I've got but she would never know
I like to hide them, so I lose myself
why I'm pure to some, a psychopath to others
And grew up in counsellin', flippin' off my
gave me mood stabilizers
But I came off 'em, I was violent
Took the drugs that I wanted, which didn't with the voices
They just louder and louder
They the people who'd just chatter and chatter
I juggle all my

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

I find myself gettin' by the fuckin' minute
Number one, my momma always had to the minutes
Got some D's, out, wanted to be Russell Simmons
Gotta keep workin', my head or in a
Where the at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my and dope, askin' for forgiveness
I ran into somebody sellin' lemonade
Kiss your kids before them bitches run away

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

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

I see you peekin' through
And tryna get secret from us
I that you do it 'cause you see us boomin'
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 your hands
"Ooh, yeah, for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, important!"
Fuck off that slang shit
Fuck off that networkin'
Keep ya mouth the money at

Yellow on my dashboard
Red in the rearview
I know I'm the one that made you
But all I do is see you
You that lately I don't think straight
But I don't really what I'm doin' now
'Cause got me fucked up
I'm strugglin' while on the now
lights on my dashboard
Red in the rearview
I know I'm the one that you upset
But all I wanna do is you
You know that lately I think straight
But lately I don't what to do now
everybody got me fucked up
I'm strugglin' 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 bands around me
In December, I don't care what they me
Get your man, get man all up off me
Think again, 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 they call me

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

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

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

I would walk through the halls at my own
Every lunch, I would flow, havin' no
All the books in my bag till my bones
how the world would be if I had no face
If I had no heart, if I had no
And I was thoughts, reminiscin', the things always brushed off
Had my try to tell me I was just soft
And when I look at the things I've been through
And the things I survived, and at cost?
All the love in my life that I just
All this shit persevere to the pole
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 that I own, I start yet
In the of the law, I'm a problem
In the eyes of blogs, I'm a
In the eyes of the world, I'm an
In the eyes that I own, I ain't start yet, I start yet

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

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