Luyện nghe bài hát The Invitation

Ain't stoppin' this murderin' in Metropolis
I represent the poor corner monopolipis
The outnumber the optimist on the block and it's
Coppers got binoculars cause I can feel them watchin' us

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

Copping coke to cooking it to it with the blade
To baggin' and pitchin' to gettin' rid of it in a
Most of us never 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 upon days
Makin' just enough to get some licks, some and some haze
It's a shame we're placed in a no win situation
The party is in the pen and the is the invitation

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

Sullivan, and you don't stop
All my Auburn, you don't stop
And last but not least for the shot
It's the nation

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

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

Not even twelve months
He suckin' on 40oz and pissin' in
Idolizin' the with big rides that gettin' quick paper
And now he despises the shit

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

Now he sittin' in a cell with an unpeculiar
He happened to make a sale to an male
Who was an undercover cop, his photo is at the
The party is in the pen and the blow is the

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

(Verse 3: Saigon)
The is in the pen and the government is promotin' it
That's the reason I don't be believin' in all this votin'
They bring the coke in this bitch, ain't no poppy
In the p's please, there's but a whole lot of hopelessness

That's where all the is, makin' sure all the blacks
Stay in the the same place that, uh, Scoliosis is
How can they lie with such
We sit around acting like this is how we supposed to live

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

That's why we ride still Bacardi and the Gin
That's why you tryna me to the party in the pen
The body get your ass up in the VIP
And the burner will get you in without 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 one of these kids that lie to the youth, I'm living proof

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

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

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

Saigon the Yardfather, you stop
Just Blaze on the beat, he it hot
And last but not least for the shot
It's the abandoned

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

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