Luyện nghe bài hát The Product

I was told 'cause I didn't witness the act
In and out was the of the bozack
It was hot and and lots of pushin'
Then the nut gushin'

And it was hell to bail to the ovary
nuttin' but the Lord lookin' over me
I was with a tail
But when I the finish line, young black male

One cell made two and two cells fo'
And so on so now I'm a
Then I got a hunch that be on lockdown, for nine months

Chillin' with my mother to me
And nuttin' but a to hide me
From all that and bullshit
months later, I elbow pull and kick

'Cause my time is up and I don't
With one big push, I'm outta
15th, it's just my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the

Ghetto ass nigga, you ain't
And you ain't never be shit

I learned how to walk and and all that
They put me in school but it don't
I'm sittin' in history
Learnin' 'bout a sucker who didn't give a fuck me

They try to us
But I know Uncle Sam is a motherfuckin'
So I payin' attention
Ice Cube, headed, to detention

Fuck shit, I roam the hallways
I'm home and I don't got all A's
A high school
My father had beef so I tried to pops out

But I got tossed, the boss
I'm out of there and mad 'cause I
Now bein' on my own is a
So I the neighborhood jacker

Gimme your car, run jewels
a livin', robbin' fools
And if I let my nine out
You know, it'll your brains hang out

So your fate?
Am I the nigga you or the one you love to hate?
The wrong answer is said, the fled
I pump lead, now he's in a of red
And if you got a buck, you're shit out of
Stuck up by the product

you gots to get a job
If you wanna stay in my motherfuckin'

Many young men reject the values
That are important to their
Church, and family
been replaced by street, turf and gang

Twenty-one now and in paid
bad from all the shit I pulled
On back in the day
Plus, I got a baby on the way

So I'm tryin' to go
I'm with my baby's momma, out on a
'Til the punk ass cops ran my
Now I'm on a bus

Oh, the young nigga done caught a
in the mess hall, sayin' my grace

Sent to a hoe-house
Where all the products go, no
Yo momma, I do eleven
Livin' in a by seven

Dear baby, man's gettin' worn out
Of seein' young gettin' they assholes torn out
And then he got shanked a spoon
And he was to get out soon

Is it my fault, he was in production?
Where a young life means nothin'
Just because I didn't to learn your grammar
You say I'm better off in the

And it's drivin' me
'Cause my little boy is daddy
I'm ashamed but the is
I pops let me off on the mattress

Or should I just from the top bunk
But that's goin' out a punk
My life is
But it ain't my fault 'cause I'm the motherfuckin'

He shit