Luyện nghe bài hát Slip Into Reality

You've slipped into reality where guns crash
And drug raids is an thing when the nuts hang
don't even got a name fame dont mean nothin'
Only the cash flow it ain't black or white it's rich or poor
Now you know me the R.O.C. my name never commited a
Try to walk the strait intertwine while whatchin my homies go down
Slain in the streets meetin they makers while my face frowns
Pull they out fast now my time has passed
At the funeral my aunt told me i cry at last
I lashed out tears huggin and kissin
Riddle me this riddle me why im still livin
These years fo life advice to the
When they dont even see all the hurses people be goin through
They say it aint wrong or right or how could you fight
As as the pistols in sight and the moneys tight
But all in all they like that they dont fall
Product of americas nightmare im tellin
me when i tell you i aint trippin
Just tryin to you out from slippin into reality

I'm to drink it for my pops peppermint schnaps im feelin faded
Violated and very much intoxicated
is dedicated to my main man
And he died never did I understand
Why he went away i didnt cry
Tried to the big man kept my feelings inside
Never ever shed a tear for the last ten
I been hangin with my and facin my fears
This is gettin clear the government got us in focus
Bill push the button nuclear hocus pocus
They tried to us with trees infest us with disease
Tell me how to live and when to die and who i believe
Realize the realism of
Life is filled with technacalities and fucked up
Automaticaly and statisticly we walkin
Roamin the wasteland with a on our heads
Avoid scenarios of abuse to my
younger than me are steady posted in a crackhouse
And everybody totin guns its some kind of fashion
Be careful when them are blastin' when you slip into reality

One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of
I'm feeling so sick one of my dawgs and shit
I'm 'bout killing 'em all but what's that solve
He still gonna be dead in the morning why take the
Inside I be so mad I'm finna
Instead of a Chevy's my homie's rollin in the back of a
You know worse
too hard to cope with some days
Murderous ways me sick and in a daze
Comatose, tore up
be so bad I wanna throw up
I'm bout to up
In a rage I need to talk, wanna listen
On the corner, mental position
Overload the trigger
Stress got the of suicide
Pour out liquor
Another grave digga paid
a grave for senseless ways
Keep to ourself is i say
All of my dawgs die,
I visit the sky and when I'm high
Never lie I got love for my niggas
Dead or alive, check
We can do it on the