Luyện nghe bài hát Slip Into Reality

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

I'm 'bout to drink it for my peppermint schnaps im feelin faded
Violated and also very much
This is dedicated to my man
And when he died did I understand
Why he away although i didnt cry
Tried to play the big man kept my inside
Never ever a tear for the last ten years
I been hangin my peers and facin my fears
This shit is clear the government got us in focus
Bill Clinton push the nuclear hocus pocus
tried to provoke us with trees infest us with disease
Tell me how to live and when to die and who should i
the realism of reality
Life is filled technacalities and fucked up formalities
Automaticaly and statisticly we walkin
Roamin the wasteland with a on our heads
scenarios of abuse to my spouse
Brothers than me are steady posted in a crackhouse
And everybody totin guns like its some kind of
Be careful when them busters are blastin' you slip into reality

One day it's gonna hit me like a ton of
I'm feeling so sick one of my passed and shit
I'm thinking 'bout 'em all but what's that solve
He still be dead in the morning why take the fall
Inside I be so mad I'm burst
Instead of a Chevy's my rollin in the back of a hearse
You it's worse
It's too hard to with some days
Murderous ways leavin me sick and in a
Comatose, tore up
Nerves be so bad I throw up
I'm to blow up
In a rage I need to talk, wanna listen
On the corner, mental position
pull the trigger
Stress got the best of
out some liquor
Another grave gets paid
Digging a for senseless ways
Keep to ourself is i say
All of my can't die,
I visit the sky and when I'm high
Never lie I got love for my niggas
or alive, reality check
We can do it on the