Luyện nghe bài hát Slow Songs

They talk about they wanna cut down,
I do positive and they fly down,
I'm off, so I lie down,
Grab a spliff, a pen, and I wind down.
Mad poverty.
Native cant get jobs so they buy brown,
Buy light, round,
Tryna hustle on the streets to get the pound.
A youfs getting knifed down,
Cos nigger got pissed and a knife round,
They don't about a sign said put the knives down,
Next niggers gonna get the knives now,
off the ting and put a life down,
Think of the we live our lives round.
That's why i understand all the fight down.

the shadows in the sun grow long...we listen to a slow, slow song.

I used to roll strapped up a glock,
Runnin rinsing at the back of a block,
Used to cats whole packets of rock,
Now I make music, what they to block.
Fuck lil faggoty cops,
I came a way from a raggody top,
Old reboks, and my on,
Now everything I get my gravity on.
The whole industry mad at me songs,
Sayin dont like me the way I'm carrying on,
a mad journey,
These fucker know where I'm travelling from.
Tryna make my lighter,
Tryna get to me lockin down my kyzer,
Smoke weed while on a budweizer.

When the shadows in the sun long...we listen to a slow, slow song.

It's just a we know,
That glow,
Coming off the road,
But I'm Amir Khan, I appear calm,
All clear charm,
But I clip your ear raw,
Keep of what I got,
In the draw the socks,
Feeling more than a lot,
I used to shottins at the squats,
it, duck it in the bucket seat,
Spunked all my and my luck, you see,
Am i blind
sometimes,
Mixing wine with wine,
nights on the pave like,
With types,
Chitter chatter the latter,
bye.
right.
Let's tight.

When the shadows in the sun grow long...we listen to a slow, song.