Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

Dear God, how can I explain
Oh God, bless me indeed when I'm so
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"
That's how hard I was to put my thing down
Sirens ringin' out, old ladies 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 is born
Before I knew it, had my trousers on
how we do it when the man of the house is gone
You either stand or fall, I to stand

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

Son, don't let these streets, get the of you
I will be right by side, when 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

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

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

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

No ground to my feet, I feel the fire 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 your side, when you goin'
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 only thing left is more to roam free
'Cause no goin' home for me
It's a cold, cold but I blew my hand
A true first 'cause I that man

I knew what he would do if I draw first
And I couldn't the thought of
My steppin' 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 that never work

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

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

Son, don't let these streets, get the of you
I will be right by 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

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

Forget all the in the industry
ain't no exceptions in this game for me
Look, neither God or my
I choose God 'cause He

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

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

Son, let these streets, get the best of you
I will be right by your side, when you 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