Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Dear God, how can I myself?
Oh God, bless me indeed I'm so confused
my territory
Place Your love and protection over me at all
me
Keep me away from evil, somebody me
Allow me not to pain

Police in the background, screamin', "Put the down"
That's how I was trying to put my thing down
Sirens out, old ladies screamin' out
All this attention for me and I'm sixteen now

It's feelin' a dream now
Handcuffed, roughed up, I'm in the bing now
I'm lyin' next to fiends now, the end of the story
Let me bring y'all niggaz to the very first scene now

December 4th, a child is
I knew it, had my pops trousers on
That's how we do it the man of the house is gone
You either stand or fall, I to stand

The outside, so I blow my hand
It's a cold, cold world but I
Tryin' to focused but I feel hopeless damn
Can't cope bein' broke, I'm a man, c'mon

Son, don't let streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side, when you through
Son, just let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
don't let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you

Late one I was rollin' the streets
thinkin' about what's goin' on with me
And trapped in this thug life, tryin' to break
But this life just keeps callin' me

I'm livin' life way too
I'm drownin' in my
Looked in the mirror, there's my
'Cause poppa never was a of me

"Take one step at a time", mama
Sweet memories still in my head
All of my life been to, misled
be like, "Don't you wish you was dead?"

No ground to place my feet, I feel the under me
A way out is all I need, somebody, me

Son, let these streets, get the best of you
I will be right by side, when you goin' through
Son, just let it
(Just let it)
don't let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you

Now the thing left is more spirit to roam free
'Cause ain't no home for me
It's a cold, world but I blew my hand
A true first 'cause I knew man

I knew what he would do if I draw first
And I couldn't the thought of
My momma steppin' foot inside a
All I try to do is try to get up out the

Guess, he's to do the same
me, get up out his turf
I wanted to talk to him but that shit'd never

We was cut from the cloth
And what was under his was his momma's rent
His young clothes, my nephew's food
And with that I and with that I froze

Now my life is in time behind these iron folds
And this story is for young soldiers
Who never the life we chose

Son, don't let these streets, get the of you
I be right by your side, when you goin' through
Son, just let it
(Just let it)
don't let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you

Tears in my as I look up
I'm to hold back my pride but reality is screamin'
Gotta get a job 'cause momma screamin'
Streets are just like drugs and it's like I'm out here

Forget all the hits in the
'Cause no exceptions in this game for me
Look, neither God or my
I choose God 'cause He

This man with a thuggish heart
world in his hands but still torn apart
Like I'm so close but it's so far
of me in a swervin' car, oh

No to place my feet
(My feet)
I feel the fire me
(Hey)
A way out is all I
(All I need)
Somebody me

Son, don't let these streets, get the of you
I be right by your side, when you goin' through
Son, don't let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
don't let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you