Luyện nghe bài hát Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Peace make me laugh!
All I hear is rappin' succotash
Livin' large, me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, gotta by the trigger
How the fuck do you
That I can say peace and the gunshots cease?
cop killer goes ignored
They just another nigga to the morgue
A point scored- could give a fuck about us
They catch us with guns and white powder
If I was old, they'd be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they me the enemy
kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a neck
Cause I'm the one with the of funk
And 'Fuck tha in the tape deck
You should listen to me cause more to see
Call my neighborhood a ghetto cause it minorities
The other color don't you can run but not hide
These are tales the darkside

You free Africa, I stare at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too in America
I fuck with them overseas
My died over a key of cocaine
It was plain and
The 9mm went "pop" to the
"pop pop pop" was the sound I put the bitch
And ran to the schoolyard
Looked in the trash can yo it had
So I my ass in it for a minute
Covered with trash I had to lay
Mad as fuck, thinkin' the payback
Tonight the crew gonna a little fun
I went and cut the barrel of my shotgun
gettin' critical, I stole a 5.0
I let it go, drive slow
I out 'Ice Cube sucker'
The shot-gun kicked, and it motherfuckers
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 none
be a drive by homicide
But to me its just another tale from the dark

in the middle of war
In the we flex
we die, we won't make Jet
+Ebony+ see to the light side
The term they to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, I'm comin' from the coroner
my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't role, sells his soul
his head go rollin'
Who the fuck are they
knows, but I suppose the color of my clothes
Matches the color of the one on my
As they whats under my waist
Standin' on the verge of them brown
That's a fact got a on their bozack
Run, run, run, their ass off, can not hide