Luyện nghe bài hát Street Lights

A lot of money got made, got sold
Lives got took on these so cold, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and the story of the street life
Every ghetto in America is all the
after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the street
Ah, I look back and doing a hundred pass
about it got me have me on the gas
Vivid is the coded in my dna
Mammy bless her heart, as we out the door she would pray for us
that Jake was on us, dex... against us
Same to foretold it,
Another life flushed the canal
the house without saying goodbye and didn't come home
It's all too common, and prolly me if it wasn't for
I put on my brother who was... with the iron
The hood is full of but inside niggers dying
Instead of prosperity, only thriving
Street lights... memorials
Know how the story goes, I ain't trying to bore you
I'm just trying to she'd a little
Job done, even if I only one life, listen

A lot of money got made, got sold
Lives got took on these so cold, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could and tell the story of the street life
Every ghetto in is all the same
Chasing after got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the life
Missing dark vision, the light at the end damages anybody listening
I'm talking to again, we so close but yet it seems so far
like 10 steps back and just one step forward
Just one more push and 60 bars,
to the dreams we have, the life we want
If these blood sweat and could talk, they'd be arguing,
With the look in our saying all...
That in your head, get shattered like windshield
Now how shit field?
Yeah you got a lot of nerve, you
Every drop of that pain, when you playing the mob
you see we concentrating on this baking
Lot of lives got taken, lot of spent in the cages
So we spend our days whatever must be done to become
The ones that steady burn the sun because

A lot of money got made, got sold
got took on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if the street lights, talk and tell the story of the street life
Every in America is all the same
Chasing after got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could and tell the story of the street life
I can tell you about some you don't really wanna hear
many disappear out here
One time I saw a man a gun
Chasing another nigger to run
And even they grew up on the same block
He ain't hesitate to gun him down in the same
The nigger that you knew elementary
Will make your ass unsolved

A lot of money got made, got sold
Lives got on these corners so cold, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the of the street life
Every in America is all the same
after money got us all insane, oh
Imagine if the street lights, could talk and tell the story of the life