Luyện nghe bài hát The Evil That Men Do

Psssshh, I guess niggaz don't realize a good til it's gone
You what I'm sayin man?
Runnin around in these streets trickin, shit's man
You But sometimes man
be bringin that shit on they god damn self

One

Nappy headed nigga at birth
Born to a family of four and so makes me one-fourth
of a dysfunctional
I had a father who stayed to see me grown
I turned twelve he was gone
Alone, no model
I used to watch my and Uncle hit the bottle
and then hit other
beat Grandmother, but that's before my time
but I see how it affected her mind
As a child I introverted, and drew
While my prayed to Jesus reading King James scriptures
She used to me to church so I could put money in the basket
Tell the how she used to get her ass kicked
And me, I the art of hatred
After pops left ran with my tryin to take shit
Petty theft, I got a few times, but bust it
Life is a so fuck it
In eighty-one I remember the
I covered with baby powder, so my black ass could be light
God is white, and Bo Derek is a ten
I my black skin, it's just a sin to be a nigga
again, I'm like the Frenchman, cause Granny's creole
And therefore, we're French people
So I think best if I go to Catholic school
And under nuns and then I'll be a Catholic fool
Cause none of these cults want of us up
and don't none want to see none of us live to be adults,
No wonder brothers lives for red and blue
It's the that men do

But nigga on my block
can't stop, and he won't stop, and he stop (repeat 4X)

Nigga, wake yo' punk ass up nigga!
Nigga *smack* *smack* wake yo', yo' punk ass up!! *siren*
(Where the we at?) *helicopter*
Nigga, one time
(Man I feel man, and I'm fin to go man)
Shit, get you out, shit, bitches man)
(Fuck that shit man, what the fuck am I gonna do man?) *siren*
We go another gold LP nigga stop trippin nigga
Nigga we own a gold LP, stop trippin!

Two

By the I hit adolescence and found hair on my nuts
I grew twelve inches so now it's time to fuck
Never respected women, just had to my dick wet
Fucked this named Lena, I made a bet
my homies I could hit it first, then kicked her to the curb
til next year, I got a from my man Kurt
Since I never used jims I left a in the Earth
that a nigga feelin like dirt
now I'm a father, and got a two-week old daughter
ironically, don't even know her name it's a damn
And ol never told me she was havin my baby
The more I thought about, she fuckin me
Cause the family's at me like I raped her
Plus another fuckin mouth to feed I need paper
Did a caper, and took my Stout to the head
September 1990, drunk drivin, the light red
Somebody hit the rear, I hit the brakes
Then lost control of the wheel
Hit a black and that's all I remember that night
I woke up to a flashlight
The car that I hit had exploded on
One woman escaped, but the driver was trapped, he to death
Manslaughter, off to
Liftin in the yard and playin spades all day
Now I'm eighteen, hit the in the mix
"Name and three!" Austin, oh-six-six
By now Grandpa crazy and my Uncle had died
And me I'm at the ranch makin pruno in
In ninety-three, I got
Searchin for an occupation, cause now I'm pickin restitution,
I'm lookin at myself and seein every other nigga I
It's the evil men do

(to fade)