Luyện nghe bài hát The Streets

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

Police in the background, screamin', "Put the down"
That's how hard I was 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 tossed in the now
I'm next to fiends now, that's the end of the story
Let me bring y'all back to the very first scene now

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

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

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)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you

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

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

"Take one step at a time", mama
memories still remain in my head
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 fire 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, when you 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
'Cause no goin' home for me
a cold, cold world but I blew my hand
A true first I knew that man

I knew what he would do if I didn't first
And I stand 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 shit'd never work

We was cut from the same
And what was under his shirt was his momma's
His young brother's clothes, my 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 never choose the life we

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)
don't let it
(Just let it)
Just let it
(Just let it)
Get the of you

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

all the hits in the industry
'Cause ain't no exceptions in game for me
Look, neither God or my
I choose God He understands

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