Luyện nghe bài hát The Invitation

Ain't nothin' stoppin' this in Metropolis
I represent the poor profitless corner
The pessimist outnumber the on the block and it's
Coppers that got binoculars cause I can feel watchin' us

If only they what we had a pocket of
probably swarm in without a warning pointin' glocks at us
Get down but this is gettin' us
So at a very tender age we learned the of the trade

coke to cooking it to chipping it with the blade
To and pitchin' to gettin' rid of it in a raid
Most of us would get to stage, when it's lawyers and bail
Hell, we're happy to get in the cage

And it's crazy we be out here days days
Makin' just enough to get some licks, kicks and some haze
It's a damn shame placed in a no win situation
The is in the pen and the blow is the invitation

Rikers Island, you stop
Greenhaven all day, you don't
Hold it in Rahway, you don't stop
You gotta strive in Elmira, you stop

Sullivan, Kelso and you don't
All my Auburn, you don't stop
And but not least for the sure shot
the abandoned nation

Teresa baby, daddy got a bad habit of money up
She some strippin' paper
But enough for a tummy tuck
Little man hungry as fuck, he only one old
But knows unlucky and such

As he he gets bitter now he acts up in class
He curses his out, tellin' them they can kiss his ass
Soon as he didn't pass his whoppin' his ass
His pops is not around, the boy is down

Not even twelve later
He suckin' on and pissin' in elevators
Idolizin' the guys with big rides that gettin' quick
And now he despises the taker

He thirteen, goin' on six and a half
His only dream is to have bricks and a
Poppin' the clutch and hittin' the gas, so he dabblin'
In the game pitchin' for halves

Now he in a cell with an unpeculiar bail
He happened to make a to an unfamiliar male
Who was an cop, his photo is at the station
The party is in the pen and the blow is the

Bayview and Clinton, you don't
Branch, Connely, you don't stop
Hurstville, Bunker Hill, you stop
Greenville, James River, you stop

(Verse 3: Saigon)
The party is in the pen and the is promotin' it
That's the I don't be believin' in all this votin' shit
They bring the coke in bitch, ain't no poppy seeds
In the p's please, nothing but a whole lot of hopelessness

where all the focus is, makin' sure all the blacks
Stay in the back the same that, uh, Scoliosis is
How can they lie with compulsiveness
We just sit around acting like this is how we supposed to

Fuck here, I can swear in 'bout a year
I'll have suckas in explainin' why the hell they still got us here
This being like shit, still gettin' beat
With nightsticks, still heat in my six

That's why we still drink Bacardi and the Gin
That's why you invite me to the party in the pen
The will get your ass up in the VIP
And the burner will get you in showing your ID

The coke that'll get you in, if you cook it up
You RSVP to the in the P
Enitentiary Saigitty, I am the
I ain't one of these kids lie to the youth, I'm living proof

Comstock in the house, it don't
Sing, uh, you don't stop
Attica, come on, you don't
And Attica, come on, you stop

Out in Greenhaven, you don't
And it do Rahway, you don't stop
Out west in Lompoc, you stop
Is San Quetin in the house and you don't

Over in Ironwood, you stop
What about Aronhill, you stop
North Branch, do it up, you stop
Over in Connelly, you don't

Saigon the Yardfather, you don't
Blaze on the beat, he keeps it hot
And last but not least for the shot
the abandoned nation

Comstock's in the house up
Sing Sing's in the house up
in the house hands up
Greenhaven's in the hands up

Rahway's in the hands up
Lompoc's in the house up
Elmira's in the hands up
Sullivan's in the hands up