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 hopes, Fuck your dreams, Fuck all the good you thought this life was 'gon bring you"
Now lets got out there and make this bitch

New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New

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

Tired of playin with yall, I wanna the good fight
But it payin me dawg
N.C., (Make ya money)
VA, (Make ya money)
To my man still hustlin hard, to get it at whatever the cost
Wherever you at or whoever you are, 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 wake up the legitimate
Struggle doin whats right, and just doin some niqqa shit
bro wrote me say he feel he lost me
I'm like dude I'm tryin the fuck up off me
My friends say "Te ya family's beautiful"
I'm like if only 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 out if ain't nobody sellin?

Tired of playin with yall, I wanna fight the good
But it payin me dawg
N.C., (Make ya money)
VA, (Make ya money)
To my man still hustlin hard, tryin to get it at whatever the
Wherever you at or whoever you are, me (Make ya money)
All day (Make ya money)