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 this bitch happy

New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New Tigallo, New

Up early the sun, and the stars, 6 A.M. ring the alarm
Weather man say "it's 90 today but it gon' feel like 100
So throw some fresh under the arms"
Bullshit soon as I in the job
Boss hit me with the like a box-cutter 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 knew that one day, they'd find a way to throw me to the
And once they, into my room on that Friday afternoon I was thinkin
"why you faggot ass couldn't find me on Monday"
I know it's not sane, but yo I'm 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 your rates
So if you 'bout quittin you should probably wait
Cuz everybody gotta do a job that they hate
"Go and live out dreams" thats what they tellin
Fam in my ear all day and they
"Keep it real Te", and ever sellout
But how the fuck you sell out when ain't 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, tryin to get it at whatever the
you at or whoever you are, that's me (Make ya money)
All day (Make ya money)

It's chasin a high, you just wanna get a hit
Just wanna get a taste, wanna benefit
Everyday we up there's the legitimate
Struggle between doin right, and just doin some niqqa shit
Baby bro me say he feel he lost 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 only niqqas knew what it cost me
This shit don't come no blueprints
And every change it seems more like a game you could never win
I tell my peoples I ain't rich but this harvest is the farthest a broke niqqa ever
"Go for ya dreams" that's what they
Fam in my ear all day and yellin
"Keep it real Te", and don't ever
But what the fuck is sellin out if ain't sellin?

Tired of playin with yall, I wanna fight the good
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)