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 and protection over me at all times
me
Keep me away from evil, answer me
me not to cause pain

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

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

4th, a child is born
Before I knew it, had my pops on
That's how we do it when the man of the is gone
You stand or fall, I chose to stand

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

Son, let these streets, get the best of you
I will be by your side, when you goin' through
Son, just let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you

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

I'm life way too dangerously
I'm in my misery
Looked in the mirror, my enemy
'Cause poppa was a part of me

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

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

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

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

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

Guess, tryin' to do the same
Told me, get up out his
I wanted to talk to him but shit'd never work

We was cut from the same
And was under his shirt was his momma's rent
His brother's clothes, my nephew's food
And that I suppose and with that I froze

Now my is frozen in time behind these iron folds
And this story is for young soldiers
Who choose the life we chose

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

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

Forget all the hits in the
'Cause ain't no exceptions in this for me
Look, God or my enemies
I choose God 'cause He

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

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

Son, don't let these streets, get the 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