Luyện nghe bài hát So Much Death

Everyday I sit and wonder why I lost my so young
reminisce think how me and him had so much fun
Teach me man to man things 'bout the
Let me know always, let 'em hang me 'bout my

Never thought come close to home, I was wrong
Never that my daddy was away, I was wrong
Him and my momma went they little stages
Always fight threw 'em out and him walk the streets

But it was
'Cause I knew he be back tomorrow with the sorrow
She would take the frown let him stay
All he wanted me to do was to be cool, in school
But the dude that I hanged with rearranged the whole

When he died I hustlin' to get paid
I did the opposite, I know you turnin' in your
When I pray I know you hear me at
It ain't right but I white and all I got is the street life

I you lookin' down sayin' you ain't raise me this way
Don't be mad, we'll talk about when I one day
Until we meet, keep your name on the streets
From son to dad, "I love you, in peace"

So much death up on the streets
Until we meet my soldiers, in peace

I never understood and how I got here
I just live and try to learn till it's my to disappear
And see really where my at on the other side
Is there a or a hell or is it all a lie?

Make believe I ain't gone believe I see
Is there really a for a true G'
If it is I know Sterling made it, Pimp it
My daddy made it, they was but got player hated

Pimp you're gone but spirit ain't my nigga
You remembered as a legend, nobody out rock it
You made that style that these tryin' to imitate
They fake as fake, I'm here to put them in place

The one only pimp, one gone stop to be him
And I got a with seventeen for that dog pimp
did Hec 'cause she took Kin, I'm took her
When you get that he stomp you
And when I get there, we gone you

Otis from the thirteenth bit the
It's a must we strap up and retaliate in a
Bust flush that like shit
Spend that bin hit and hit till start the click

Sterling a soldier, died a soldier
Had respect for knockin' clean off the shoulder
the magnolia, all the players from that U.P.T.
1, 2, 3 that to the game, rest in peace

So much death up on the city
Until we meet my rest in peace

Pay attention to this song, once you're gone, gone
It ain't no comin' back, you're home, you're home
Everyday I hit the door, my preachin' to me
stop runin' the streets, son, do it for me

She know I'm 'bout money, strictly ballin'
The life you're livin' I hope your daddy ain't
That things I go through, I restin' is best
I'm chillin' while I'm in flesh but I'll be when I rest

I got people to see, to meet, people to greet
Just what the other world got for me
Is it joy they see or nothing at all?
I'm ball till I with my back against the wall

Chillin' on the block the man come get me
Mark Fuller is a chillin' spot, 'cause I bringin' with me

So death up on the city streets
Until we my soldiers rest in peace
So much death up on the streets
Until we meet my soldiers rest in