Luyện nghe bài hát Smoke 'n Mirrors

{*20 of kids playing*}

[Intro: R&B sample]
at night
When all the world is safe within dreams
I want the
at night
An empty feeling creeps my soul
I feel so
So I go, into the of the night, all alone
I want this peace until I find, someone who is just me
Looking for companyyyyyy
Oh

What's good in the hood, can you me
Hit me with the truth motherfuckers don't me
Cause I can see a lot of things with the city
And tryin to fix nothin, all of our choices are shitty
People in the ghetto and the rich get richer
So we hustlin for the - you get the picture?
My homey he ten tryin to feed his seed
And nothin a man's will to succeed
So we bleed and shed tears, lookin for somethin
But nothin is guaranteed, in this life we
nothin given, gotta earn your money and stripes
I can't at night, what I'm doin ain't right
Can't never let my down for nothin in life
Your enemies see a and you look ripe
And they don't about who or what you're leavin behind
You slip one time you a of crime

[Chorus: Bo
Up against the of life, sometimes it ain't right
Through all of my and strife, I focused upon the light
Though I may lose my way, I'm up for the
In hopes of a brighter day for children of the

You know I hit the ground runnin from the day I was
There nothin I haven't seen, I was born to storm
And if I ever have to heat it up you get warm
So I urge you to sit it out, and let me move on
Out of pride you blink, think that I'm a threat
Yeah you might be right, and if you are death
By the laws of the street you know comin up next
You duckin from the glocks and the six and
When did it all fall? We all used to cash
Instead of catchin a body homey a check
Any moment it could be over, number's up
You become, a memory givin a fuck
no wonder how we cross roads and get divided
There's no, compromises and arises
The streets got you clutched in the cradle of
You get out of they make you invisible dude

The streets are ugly and the world is through changes
We fightin at home and out here in unknown
We never know what is
We all about war for the money and the increases
I thought about it when I was younger
I thought about we all just numbers
I only about the food on the table
I was taught to moves when you're ready and able
Sometimes you feel alone and you just go for self
And you don't care about anybody
You say "Look at that trick in the whip!
If I get my chance, you I'm gonna jack his shit"
The world's cold, people sell soul
for money and power then seem to lose control
can't, handle the load at the end of the road
They're destined to fall and we just the drama unfold