Luyện nghe bài hát The Product

I was told I didn't witness the whole act
In and out was the of the bozack
It was hot and sweaty and of pushin'
Then the nut came

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

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

with my mother to guide me
And nuttin' but a stomach to me
From all that worry and
months later, I elbow pull and kick

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

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

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

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

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

But I got tossed, the boss
I'm out of there and mad I lost
Now on my own is a factor
So I become the neighborhood

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

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

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

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been replaced by street, turf and gang

Twenty-one now and in full
Feelin' bad from all the shit I
On people in the day
Plus, I got a baby on the way

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

Oh, the young done caught a case
Sittin' in the hall, sayin' my grace

to a concrete hoe-house
Where all the go, no doubt
Yo momma, I gotta do
Livin' in a five by

Dear baby, man's gettin' worn out
Of seein' boys gettin' they assholes torn out
And then he got with a spoon
And he was 'sposed to get out

Is it my fault, he was caught in
a young black life means nothin'
Just because I want 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 wish let me off on the mattress

Or should I just hang the top bunk
But goin' out like a punk
My life is
But it ain't my 'cause I'm the motherfuckin' product

He ain't