Luyện nghe bài hát The Major Leagues

He started running the middle of the street
Bare feet, like he needs a little to eat
Broad daylight, the kids are laughing at him
It matter, he's battling a traffic jam
A tryna come up a quarter
Joystick, put your in the corner
from the ghosts till you get that pill
Gotta hit the wall when you stand still
He's used to sell crack, 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 time ago in a
that is relatively close as the crow flies
No time to grieve or
Tryna find a way to those needs

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Such temptation, what's the
rages, tuck the razor
Stuck in a phase of must get here
rush, raised up to the majors

I was living at my crib
still a kid, when my best friend to drift
So I I was a lame
cause I wasn't with the game, cocaine
Yeah I know you didn't want to be
It's a common excuse for those sold dope
If your momma had knew, I know she'd blows
Y'all moved here Chicago to grow
You got a tool up of your coat
And you got no why you decided to smoke
I never said goodbye to the bloke
I would see him around but try to provoke
But we are two decades later
I'm curious to see what the kingpin's made of
You never got to be
Caught between a rock and a hard
Maybe he got to say to me
I have to patiently and see
Hoping that has a vacancy for dope fiends
I know he never made it to the major leagues

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