Luyện nghe bài hát Street Opera

[intro: priest, (hell razah)]
in the day, (times, struggles)
940, (in the ghetto)
Going through hell to come out
This is what we must go through to heaven
(this what we go through..) to heaven..
(to hell,) ha,

[chorus: hell
In the of our life we got one life to live
As the world turns around negative positive
At the edge of the nights, the light
That to another world, for the young and the restless
Beware of your deathwish, to all my children in the hospital
The impossible,
We got for you the final saga of the operas

[killah
In my is where they run the operation
You either stuck or getting bucked by the station
is bond if beyond after dawn, they hit you up bad
And watch and they gone, they 9mm's
Make bitches scream high-pitch like a
But shorty is a strong believer when he hold his
I use an onze of my mind to rhymes,
And a of brain to cause rain
'cause life is a game with no instructions
Streets they be tusslin' to have a bustin'
They adolescence carry weapons in section, a wrong direction
When all pack protection, forgot knowledge, is all symbolic
And hedonistic, they statistics, for cops to search
They pop you first and dig your pockets
And maybe catch you for money or your (gimme that)
Or slice your with the razor..
An old man told me once, on a chair rolling a blunt
I had a son your age, that ended up on front
From the impact of a 12 guage, his
Thrown me in a of hatred, today is hard to face it
He shown me old fliks, he was up for a
Today is hard to swallow it, damn I never life could be so short
I still see him on a basketball court, the bullet a part of me
The doctor said it hit the artery, now and then it bothers me
And all the prayers that I gave god, wouldn't bring him the graveyard
That's when he his picture
And send your bucked the will get ya,
either that or the price of liquor
Even me, I learnt as the days
That is only a stage of phase 2,
Thank that he made you..

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[outro: hell
The final saga of the street
Of the street
The final of the street operas