Luyện nghe bài hát The Good Fight

When you wake up this morining, I want you to go to the mirror, and I want you to look at yourself in the eyes and say "Fuck you!, Fuck your hopes, Fuck your dreams, Fuck all the good you this life was 'gon bring you"
Now lets got out there and make this happy

New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New

Up early the sun, and the stars, 6 A.M. ring the alarm
man say "it's 90 today but it gon' feel like 100 tomorrow
So throw some fresh under the arms"
Bullshit as I come in the job
Boss hit me with the like a box-cutter under the jaw
Said "they just had a meeting and about 3
Of y'all gettin cuz we been defunded"
Can't say I didn't even see it
I always knew that one day, they'd find a way to me to the wolves
And once they, came my room on that Friday afternoon I was thinkin
"why you ass niqqas couldn't find me on Monday"
I know not sane, but yo I'm just sayin
Everybody prays for the day see the light
But the light at the end of the tunnel is a
5 dollar gas, and poverty rates, are much higher than your hourly rates
So if you thinkin quittin you should probably wait
Cuz everybody do a fuckin job that they hate
"Go and live out your dreams" thats they tellin
Fam in my ear all day and yellin
"Keep it real Te", and don't sellout
But how the fuck you out when ain't nobody sellin?

of playin with yall, I wanna fight the good fight
But it ain't me dawg
N.C., (Make ya money)
VA, (Make ya money)
To my man still hustlin hard, tryin to get it at the cost
you at or whoever you are, that's me (Make ya money)
All day (Make ya money)

It's like chasin a high, you wanna get a hit
wanna get a taste, just wanna benefit
Everyday we up there's the legitimate
Struggle between doin right, and just doin some niqqa shit
Baby bro wrote me say he feel he me
I'm like dude I'm tryin the fuck up off me
My single say "Te ya family's beautiful"
I'm like if y'all niqqas knew what it cost me
shit don't come with no blueprints
And with every change it seems more like a game you never win
I tell my peoples I ain't but this harvest is the farthest a broke niqqa ever been
"Go for ya dreams" what they tellin
Fam in my ear all day and yellin
"Keep it real Te", and ever sellout
But what the fuck is sellin out if nobody sellin?

Tired of playin yall, I wanna fight the good fight
But it ain't me dawg
N.C., (Make ya money)
VA, (Make ya money)
To my man still hustlin hard, to get it at whatever the cost
you at or whoever you are, that's me (Make ya money)
All day (Make ya money)