Luyện nghe bài hát The Planet

Boom bash dash, I had to break, I had to
my bags, to leave for good, it was a monday
Kissed my mother, gave my a pound
Then he hugged me, and then he turned
I threw the over my shoulder
It was time to get kid, cause now I'm older
Time to fend for myself
So go for mine, and maybe never come back
Stopped at the lye spot before I hit the train
Needed some boom for the mental
It took the last of my loot to make move troop
But I ain't even to work in a suit
Plus my aunt's got a room for rent
As long as no hoes and I don't come home bent
So fuck the I'm audi
I'm on a mission, cause if I stay I'll go
I'm gonna it God damnit
Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
They fake it just slam it
Out in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the

Crash boom I used to hang at four corners
And all the spots in beantown where niggaz burners
But I was more turned on by the
So one morning, I left home
Next I'm smokin on ?
Or workin in a room uptown, feelin sick and
Tired, of all these fucked up dues
I wasn't tryin to lose -- I
Had a chick uptown, one in queens and one in
Sometimes all you need to get by, is a
But yo I still wasn't
I seen a lot of ill shit on my block, nightly
new york is no joke kid
And peace to my man hass his bad
I to flatbush to buy incense and weed
at the bookstands for somethin to read
That shit was cause my pockets was bare
And like the goes, sometimes life ain't fair
But in my there ain't no quittin
So I stayed up late, to write some to some rhythms
Seconds from just flippin
But I'll maintain, one day I'll be hittin
See i'ma make it God
Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
I'll never fake it slam it
in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the planet

And you can, walk the walk talk the but don't flaunt
Cause little scheamin on your rings and fronts
But sweat it, cause that's the life out here
A lot of niggaz, be livin real trife out
I got my own in bed-stuy
to many others, as do or die
Malcolm x and gates avenue
Smokin up the fat trey bags with the
Me and the niggaz troy and
Used to twist dutch masters, we got weekly
I used to with the brothers by the spot
had to hustle but they still knew a lot
To get my haircut had to go to fort
On myrtle ave, to get a with the sides clean
to fulton just to look around
Just to roam around, and a chick to go uptown
And check a movie or shit like that
I couldn't spend but yo my game was fat
I remember this one chick, she brought me a
Then one week later, she got me some
But then I stepped, cause I found out her rep
And I ain't out bein no bitch's pet
But anyway I used to lay up in the
to red and marley, wishin I was on kid
Saved my dough, on the down low
Lounged and drank 40's with tommy, hill and
And dap used to come by strapped
Nice off a l we stayed like that
I used to miss my moms
Gunshots in the twilight, people every night
But be aight still
Cause keep writin shit and perfectin my skills
I'm make it God damnit
Here in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
I never it just slam it
Here in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the *echoes*