Luyện nghe bài hát Sister/Nation

Drink of the apple pie it, yeah, 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 much I lose
That's why I'm to some, a psychopath to others
And up in counsellin', flippin' off my counselors
They me mood stabilizers
But when I came off 'em, I was
Took the drugs that I wanted, didn't help with the voices
They grew louder and louder
They called the people who'd just and chatter
I all my personalities

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

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
Gotta workin', my head or in a vision
Where the at? Keep the lyrics written
Raid my cell and dope, for forgiveness
I just ran into somebody sellin'
Kiss your kids tonight before them bitches run

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

This for all my niggas, this for all them jokes, nigga
you niggas made when I was still livin' at home, nigga
Did it on my own, nigga, up and I bossed out
Grew up and I out, grew up and I bossed 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 call your bluff, you already enough
a risk, bitch, still sittin' on your ass, waitin' for a handout
Givin' nothin', put hands down
"Ooh, yeah, for the culture!"
"Ooh, yeah, important!"
Fuck off that slang shit
Fuck off with networkin'
Keep ya mouth where the at

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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