Luyện nghe bài hát The Product

I was told 'cause I witness the whole act
In and out was the of the bozack
It was hot and and lots of pushin'
the nut came gushin'

And it was hell tryin' to bail to the
With nuttin' but the lookin' over me
I was white a tail
But I reached the finish line, young black male

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

Chillin' my mother to guide me
And but a stomach to hide me
all that worry and bullshit
Nine later, I elbow pull and kick

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

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

I learned how to and talk and all that
They put me in school but it matter
'Cause I'm sittin' in
Learnin' 'bout a sucker who give a fuck about me

try to shape us
But I know Uncle Sam is a rapist
So I stopped payin'
Ice Cube, headed, to detention

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

But I got tossed, he's the
I'm out of and mad 'cause I lost
Now bein' on my own is a
So I become the neighborhood

Gimme your car, run your
Makin' a livin', fools
And if I let my rang out
You know, it'll make your brains out

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

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

young men reject the traditional values
That are important to their
Church, school and
Have been replaced by street, and gang

now and in paid full
Feelin' bad all the shit I pulled
On back in the day
Plus, I got a little on the way

So I'm to go straight
I'm my baby's momma, out on a date
the punk ass cops ran my plate
Now I'm on a bus

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

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

Dear baby, your man's gettin' out
Of young boys gettin' they assholes torn out
And then he got with a spoon
And he was to get out soon

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

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

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

He shit