Luyện nghe bài hát So Much Death

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

from the thirteenth bit the dust
It's a we strap up and retaliate in a rush
Bust flush beef like shit
Spend that bin just hit and hit till start the

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

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

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

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

I got people to see, to meet, people to greet
Just peep what the other got for me
Is it joy like they see or at all?
I'm till I fall with my back against the wall

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

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