Luyện nghe bài hát The Planet

Boom dash, I had to break, I had to getaway
my bags, to leave for good, it was a monday
Kissed my mother, my pops a pound
Then he me, and then he turned around
I threw the over my shoulder
It was to get props kid, cause now I'm older
Time to fend for myself
So i'ma go for mine, and maybe never back
Stopped at the lye spot I hit the train station
Needed boom for the mental relaxation
It took the last of my to make this move troop
But I ain't tryin to work in a suit
Plus my got a room that's for rent
As long as there's no hoes and I don't home bent
So fuck the I'm audi
I'm on a mission, cause if I stay I'll go
I'm gonna make it God
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 bang I used to hang at corners
And all the in beantown where niggaz carry burners
But I was more on by the micraphone
So one morning, I left home
Next I'm blunts on ?
Or workin in a mail room uptown, feelin and
Tired, of payin all 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 a lot of ill shit on my block, happen nightly
East new york is no kid
And peace to my man doin his bad
I went to to buy incense and weed
at the bookstands for somethin to read
That was rough cause my pockets was bare
And like the sayin goes, sometimes ain't fair
But in my heart there ain't no
So I stayed up late, to write some to some rhythms
Seconds away just flippin
But fuckit I'll maintain, one day be hittin
See make it God damnit
Out in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the
I'll never it just slam it
There in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the

And you can, walk the talk the talk but don't flaunt
Cause little shorty's on your rings and fronts
But don't sweat it, cause that's the out here
A lot of niggaz, be livin trife out here
I got my own in bed-stuy
to many others, as do or die
Malcolm x boulevard and gates
up the fat trey bags with the crew
Me and the troy and squeaky
Used to dutch masters, we got nice weekly
I used to build with the brothers by the
They had to hustle but still knew a lot
To get my haircut had to go to greene
On myrtle ave, to get a fade the sides clean
Then to just to look around
Just to around, and find a chick to go uptown
And check a movie or some shit that
I spend much but yo my game was fat
I this one chick, she brought me a beeper
Then one later, she got me some sneakers
But then I stepped, cause I out about her rep
And I ain't goin out no bitch's pet
But I used to lay up in the crib
to red and marley, wishin I was on kid
Saved my dough, stayed on the low
Lounged and drank 40's with tommy, hill and
And lil' dap to come by strapped
Nice off a l cause we stayed like
I used to miss my moms
Gunshots in the twilight, people fightin every
But i'ma be still
i'ma keep writin shit and perfectin my skills
I'm gonna make it God
in b-r-double-o-k-lyn, the planet
I never it just slam it
Here in b-r-o-o-k-lyn, the *echoes*