Luyện nghe bài hát The Major Leagues

He started down the middle of the street
Bare feet, like he needs a little to eat
Broad daylight, the school are laughing at him
It doesn't matter, he's battling a jam
A Pacman come up a quarter
Joystick, put your in the corner
Running from the till you get that pill
Gotta hit the wall when you stand still
used to sell crack, years back
I remember it was him and his fat cousin
The ones that you would've guessed at it
was "Black Planet" and "Sex Packets"
A long ago in a hood
that is still relatively close as the flies
No time to or bleed
find a way to fulfill those needs

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Such temptation, the basis?
Cutthroat rages, the razor
in a phase of must get paid here
Blood rush, raised up to the

I was living at my crib
still a kid, when my best friend began to
So I I was a lame
cause I wasn't the game, motherfuck cocaine
I know you didn't want to be broke
It's a common for those that sold dope
If momma had knew, I know she'd throw blows
moved here from Chicago to grow
You got a tool up inside of coat
And you got no clue why you to smoke
I never even said to the bloke
I would see him around but try to provoke
But here we are two decades
I'm curious to see what the kingpin's made of
You never got to be
Caught between a and a hard place
Maybe he got to say to me
I have to wait and see
that heaven has a vacancy for dope fiends
Cause I know he never made it to the leagues

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