Luyện nghe bài hát Thought Process

Let me get a chop at this niggas
From da down are hangin' around the A-Town
for a come up, workin' from 9 to 5
Just to get some change so can stay alive
Not greedy or lavish yet but you can bet that when I do
from my crew will I forget
And if I start to get large and up on some change
I won't change, know they down

It's not the same, everyday can be different
These laws got me to ball
'Cause I fall a victim so I still be slanging fat pillows
To make 'em meet, and every day as I comb my city streets
Sometimes I wish I never had been apart of this
'Cause the got us fucked up

It put us to the test, and men if you black you in
Food for the soul to what I tell you it don't matter
Young or old time we loc' up and do like we suppose
We killin' each other this bullshit and some clothes
We're trapped off in this world and society with no place to go
So how you

Frustrated, irritated, sometimes I know myself I be too numb
To feel sometimes, so I dig deep, get in the Cherokee
Let my mind fly free into the wilderness so I can get this
Off my mind, that's why I be smokin' that dank
It keeps me from snappin', keeps me calm, my mind open
Keeps me firm of what I to do off in the studio
To get my old burd on her feet

And my bro' in Statesboro and my little cuz Mark Twain, all my
Folks that hang with me I was out in the trap or when I was goin'
one of our episodes, only God knows, what I go through
So I get down on my knees, I come home
Too to pray, but I get on my bed lay on my back and meditate
Anyway, in the ceilings, the four walls, it's like therapy
I got nothing to do but write my L I F E, put it down on paper
So what you

I live for today, mother another hour, it might be sour
Never know my day, so I'm in the shower
Look up and thank the Lord for forgiveness, a to bad
I'm lookin' for in the Southwest, God bless my neighborhood
It's people killin' in da street to eat the day
Is the only goat that I set to make it home, I'm not alone
Someone's out to get me when I haven't shit wrong

My head felt swoll, mist couldn't see my mouth
What did you take man caught me by that loops of my pants
Got me on the lettin' tha traffic pass me by
No I said nothing lookin' for tha mutant to be buckin'
Tha law naw, man Gipp show him my shit close my mouth I dip
See to me G is a who understand tha plan
Can't no moves when you in tha hands of tha man
They got some new suites down

wing for tha Feds, right wing for tha hard heads
Makin' more deals than Buddy Folks with Harts field
Somebody don't want my face in tha place, for 96 shits
Got me clean, lookin' fresh, dogs be at my chest
Under the order of who? Guess who ain't than miller
Wanna 1, 2 ass no more life what you gave was tha past
'Cause no future wanna milliamp your case
Disgrace your face, make it seem to be safe no place to run

Sometimes I don't even how I'm gonna eat
'Bout dollars away from being on the street
Shit, you might see a on TV but hell it's almost like
I'm rappin' for free little money be gone, got dammit, I'm grown
Gotta help keep the heat and on
It would be nice to have mo' but I like being po'
At least I know my friends here fo'

I wanna lie to you sometimes, but I
I tell you that it's all good, but it ain't
It's nigga's hurtin' and uncertain 'bout if gon' make it or not
That's why we got nigga's killing, like they coming up
Off a little dope they you can get some gold
But we won't make it as a whole 'cause without you be no me
And without no unity there will be any happiness
You could smoke a pound of sess and it still won't yo' stress
God bless my thought

The thought
Now, now as an Outkast I was born, warned of the harm
That would come to me like Met Life, but yet life done
Sent me through a lot of ups and down like it ain't
Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the
I got off at the 13th floor, when they me that it wasn't one
They it skipped from 12 to 14

Still smoking, drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M.
Thinkin' in reality the world is like a ball full of playas
We off in this maze with walls made of layers
And only prayers is the tightest game that you can
The devil's a swing that might explain the broken glass
But my crystal ball see the fall to the wayside
Nobody would die in cops and robbers when we to play right

Huh, the only thang we feared was Williams,
Never though about hittin' licks or slangin'
Didn't think I'd be the one to in to abortion
Label me murder my ass is scorchin'
Hot the Glock that sits under my seat
Yeah, it's fucked up that my folks come to get me
And like dat, yeah, and it's like dem