Luyện nghe bài hát The Product

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

And it was tryin' to bail to the ovary
With nuttin' but the Lord lookin' me
I was white a tail
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 hunch that be on lockdown, for nine months

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

'Cause my time is up and I care
With one big push, I'm outta
June 15th, just my luck
In 1969, a nigga is the

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

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

They try to us
But I know Sam is a motherfuckin' 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 dropout
My father had beef so I tried to knock out

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

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

So your fate?
Am I the nigga you or the one you love to hate?
The answer is said, the nigga 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

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

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been replaced by street, turf and gang

Twenty-one now and in paid
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 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 caught a case
in the mess hall, sayin' my grace

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

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

Is it my fault, he was caught in
Where a young life means nothin'
Just because I want to learn your grammar
You say I'm off in the slammer

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

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

He ain't