Luyện nghe bài hát They Forced My Hand

Yo, son it's real, you know I'm saying?
A man is often condemned or exalted by his words, you
That's why we feelin' my niggas going through the
QB-Brooklawn, y'all niggas hold on, if you can't on
on, you know?

Yo, I seen it all, rise and kingdoms fall
Profits in boxes, riches hidden between the walls
The hood agony, I'm one of the few who ever understood
Batteries not in my music or holding up my spinal cord
Niggas be on wax, committing vinyl fraud

Denyin' the fact, they never or fired a gat
Mega's is ghetto, dun, hello
Where I'm from is the crime and graffiti and
glass, .44's, open caskets
Shorty ballers pop shit when they hits the basket

The only life we know, I so precisely, though
My got the icy glow
Jeep shine with Lorenzos shine brightly, yo
Laugh now, cry later, one day I might be
And tellin' niggas I coke, shit is real

See the Lord giveth and he taketh away
But niggas it and don't live it, then they forced to pay
I'm just trying to be a man in poison land
Forgive me, Father, they my hand

See the good Lord giveth and he taketh
But niggas talk it and don't live it, they forced to pay
I'm just trying to be a man in poison land
Forgive me, Father, they forced my

Yo, visualize Mahdi as a shorty, Fidel Castro, nose, nappy afro
Never realized in due time I would have, though, yo
Before I spit at a ho I to bag up blow
Little rockin' Pumas under two tones
As we from the streets to the group home, yo

Watchin' mob flicks, at imaginary targets
Adolescents up in Spofford, hardship
Newborns grew up on Baker songs
In the 'hood, wonderin' why the hate us all
Up late nights waiting for the next day to

We're up nights waiting for the next day to fall
My stomach hurtin', searchin' for a way out
On an where P.C. was a gay house
Made my board, stabbin' niggas on the way out
I knew who got bagged they first day out, yo

See the good Lord giveth and he away
But talk it and don't live it, then they forced to pay
I'm trying to be a man in this poison land
Forgive me, Father, forced my hand

See the good giveth and he taketh away
But niggas talk it and don't it, then they forced to pay
I'm trying to be a man in this poison land
Forgive me, Father, they forced my

Yo, Trag, we down for years
(Word)
From rappin' in the 'hood to careers
all good, the rap game is new to me
The crack game to me
(My life)
Accept the

And the blood cruelty
Yo, remember you and me? Back in the
You had a sheepskin, I had a and Pumas in gray
(You that shit)
We even did the same in C-74
than boys we were fuckin' outlaws

If I could break you out the and clap through reporters
Kidnap the jurors and whack all their
The Montanas, Al and Rich Porters
Mandela time get smacked with two

A life speed fuckin' with cracks and
Yo, I so much coke, I froze with nosebleeds
Jumpin' over snow cliffs the skis
(Shit is crazy, yo)
Then I saw shit was real and I switched my

See the good Lord and he taketh away
But niggas talk it and don't live it, then forced to pay
I'm trying to be a man in this poison land
Forgive me, Father, they my hand

See the good Lord giveth and he taketh
But niggas talk it and don't live it, they forced to pay
I'm just trying to be a man in this land
me, Father, they forced my hand

See the good giveth and he taketh away
But talk it and don't live it, then they forced to pay
I'm just trying to be a man in poison land
Forgive me, Father, they forced my

See the good giveth and he taketh away
But niggas talk it and don't live it, they forced to pay
I'm trying to be a man in this poison land
me, Father, they forced my hand

Trials and tribulations, you gotta shine regardless to what nah
All of my growin' up strugglin' word, I see y'all out there
Live ya life, man, stick your out, against all odds
You can that shit, if you couldn't handle it
It wouldn't fall on you, man, that, nah mean?
Strap shit up, pa, keep it moving, shit ain't nothin'
We live this, son, word, that's what we do nigga, y'all feel