Luyện nghe bài hát Smile Back

(Bob Vocals)
Now we go and we check out is the meaning of Rastafari,
Well... Rasta mean head, means creator,
So rastafari means creator,
creator in common sense is God,
Ah him is the creator,
Just like the seh, just like the revelation,
It's a mirror.

1

Been good and bad times, shit fluctuates,
I got love in my heart, homie fuck da hate,
Dem niggaz talking to da cops, must be fakes,
Cry on top, it must be fate,
is my City, I hold it down,
Da hottest nigga in da streets, I da crown,
My little was a toddler, he a soldier now,
He got a that's so profound,
I niggaz talkin shit, saying Kay is a loser,
Real niggaz turn bitches, a I ain't used to,
on ya grind get that paper cuz money is crucial,
Don't fall in love with bitches, them bitches will use you,
I weed to get high, it ease da pain,
Turn my to da sky cuz I feel so strange,
day in da hood and I need a change,
No in da ghetto, all I see is rain,
Sometimes I think about how to myself,
Been through the and I'm still myself,
Got so many insecurities that I myself,
Get my my brother on the phone, this is my plea for help.

When I smile you better back,
Been my homie from a back,
You was a cat,
In da streets all day, to get laid,
Runnin from da cops, to get paid,
So blood on ya blade.

I say....

When I smile you better back,
Been my homie a while back,
You was a cat,
In da all day, trying to get laid,
Runnin da cops, trying to get paid,
So many on ya blade.

2

I make and spit rhymes, that's my thing,
I praise Selassie all the time, cuz the king,
Real niggaz gon shine, you box us in,
can't lead the blind, cuz that's a sin,
My lil was a rider, he gave me hope,
Now he's as fuck, cuz he blazed da coke,
I never my back, he still my nigga,
I love you anyway, I'm not bitter,
You can call me anytime, be there,
all night on da project stairs,
Put my life on da record so da can hear,
Putting that shine in ya girlfriend ears,
come and go but family stays,
Fake niggaz get for their scandalous ways,
I'm a G I die, don't ask me why,
knowledge to ya brain, so close ya eyes,
A true playa in game, with hopes to die,
Yo keep ya head up, I'm king to be,
Never be of the things you see,
And times get hard... don't be appalled, just think of me.

When I you better smile back,
Been my homie from a back,
You was a cat,
In da streets all day, to get laid,
Runnin da cops, trying to get paid,
So blood on ya blade.

I say....

When I smile you better back,
Been my homie a while back,
You was a cat,
In da all day, trying to get laid,
Runnin da cops, trying to get paid,
So blood on ya blade.

3

One thing that I and that's a liar,
Cuz liars then steal what heart's desire,
All them hate I see filled my heart with fire,
Anger in my heart so I to riot,
Few that I trust, few bitches that I love,
Michelle in my heart, she's a flying dove,
and Zala, dem my dawgs,
Me and Nico in da living large,
Settin to da game cuz da kid's in charge,
Wisdom's food for ya brain and it ya scars,
I grew up in Jamaica, so I da streets,
clips on haters, screaming no defeat,
I was a kid, I'm older now,
Due to da struggle, my heart's now,
No for a snitch so hold ya grounds,
I my mama I'm a star, as I hop in da Benz,
She said; Kay keep ya head up and ya friends,
let ya adversary know when you hurtin,
Cuz ya enemies will prey on flaws for certain,
So every you see me, I smile with grace,
Cuz you can't see my behind my smiling face.

When I smile you better back,
Been my homie a while back,
You was a cat,
In da all day, trying to get laid,
Runnin from da cops, to get paid,
So many on ya blade.

I say....

When I smile you smile back,
my homie from a while back,
You was a cat,
In da streets all day, to get laid,
from da cops, trying to get paid,
So many on ya blade.

Yo Caro... ya head up,
I know you going through some predicaments now,
Just wanna let you that you got a lot of people who love you,
No refund,
He he...
embedded in my heart,
Live, love, life,
He he...
Cry Nation.