Luyện nghe bài hát Surf

Broke and all I had was my
Either build or destroy, what you going
Just a pawn and a plan tryin' to on
When the smoke clear why was the war
Bout time you abandon the
How you rich but bitch in an old Ford?
How you black crack for the white man?
How you real, wouldn't for your right hand?
On the stand sworn in ya right hand
It was all good 'til the rave end
Knife scars on ya from ya best friend
Now it's talk, leave a tec' on ya
Leave a nigga dead to the 'til his life end

You got it, I armed it, you it, I start it
missin' the target, what more can you ask me for?
You it, my dearly departed
I cocked back and shot it, what can you ask me for?

More black kids from a pill than the FEDs in the projects
In the parenthood playin' God with ya mom's check, you ain't even been to prom yet
Sixteen, heard you be a star girl
he charge for the dream that you bought girl
What's the price for a life in this world?
Couple hundred where I come from, how you when the sun down?
I ain't really tryna judge, be lookin' for somebody you can love
He was lookin' for somebody he fuck
Took ya body, bother with you none
Spoiled in the bottom of the slums
up in the fun

You got it, I armed it, you dreamt it, I it
You're missin' the target, what more can you ask me
You want it, my dearly
I cocked back and shot it, what more can you ask me