Luyện nghe bài hát Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Peace don't me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers rappin'
large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta live by the
How the do you figure?
That I can say peace and the gunshots cease?
Every cop goes ignored
They just send nigga to the morgue
A point scored- they could a fuck about us
They rather catch us guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd probably be a of me
Since I'm young, consider me the enemy
kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a niggas
Cause I'm the one the trunk of funk
And 'Fuck tha in the tape deck
You should listen to me cause there's to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto it houses minorities
The other color don't know you can run but not
are tales from the darkside

You wanna Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we got it too good in America
I fuck with them overseas
My homeboy over a key of cocaine
It was and simple
The 9mm went "pop" to the
"pop pop pop" was the I put the bitch down
And ran to the bathroom
Looked in the trash can yo it had
So I ducked my ass in it for a
with trash I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' the payback
Tonight the gonna have a little fun
I went home and cut the of my shotgun
It's gettin' critical, I a 5.0
I let it go, drive slow
I yelled out 'Ice sucker'
The shot-gun kicked, and it murdered
I told you album
I got a sawed off, bodies are hauled off
Its a shame, that niggas die
But to the light side it don't matter
It'll be a drive by
But to me its just tale from the dark side

in the middle of war
In the we flex
When we die, we make Jet
can't see to the light side
The term they to us is a nigga
it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the coroner
Sayin my with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't wanna role, his soul
Watch his head go
Who the are they foolin'?
Nobody knows, but I suppose the color of my
the color of the one on my face
As they wonder whats my waist
Standin' on the verge of gettin' brown
a fact got a fear on their bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, they can not