Luyện nghe bài hát Tales From the Darkside (Remix)

Peace make me laugh!
All I hear is motherfuckers succotash
large, tellin' me to get out the gang
I'm a nigga, live by the trigger
How the do you figure?
That I can say peace and the will cease?
Every cop killer goes
They just send another nigga to the
A point they could give a fuck about us
They rather us with guns and white powder
If I was old, probably be a friend of me
Since I'm young, they consider me the
kill ten of me to get the job correct
To serve, protect, and break a neck
Cause I'm the one the trunk of funk
And tha Police' in the tape deck
You should to me cause there's more to see
Call my a ghetto cause it houses minorities
The other color know you can run but not hide
are tales from the darkside

You wanna free Africa, I at yuh
Cause we ain't got it too good in
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 sound I put the bitch
And ran to the schoolyard
Looked in the can yo it had room
So I ducked my ass in it for a
Covered with I had to lay back
Mad as fuck, thinkin' the payback
Tonight the crew 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, real slow
I yelled out Cube sucker'
The shot-gun kicked, and it motherfuckers
I told you last
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 tale from the dark side

in the middle of war
In the middle we
we die, we won't make Jet
+Ebony+ can't see to the light
The they apply to us is a nigga
Call it what you want, cause I'm comin' from the
my rhymes with a Ph.D.
Who's black, don't wanna role, sells his
his head go rollin'
Who the fuck are foolin'?
Nobody knows, but I suppose the of my clothes
Matches the color of the one on my
As they wonder whats under my
on the verge of them gettin' brown
That's a fact got a fear on bozack
Run, run, run, ass off, they can not hide