Luyện nghe bài hát Thought Process

Let me get a at this lumber niggas
From da underground are hangin' around the A-Town
Lookin' for a up, workin' from 9 to 5
Just to get some change so T-Mo can alive
Not greedy or living' yet but you can bet that when I do
Nobody from my will I forget
And if I start to get large and come up on some
I won't change, everybody they down

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

It put us to the test, and men if you black you in
Food for the listen 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 and society with no place else to go
So how you

Frustrated, irritated, I don't know myself I be too numb
To feel something sometimes, so I dig deep, get in the
Let my mind fly free the wilderness so I can get this shit
Off my mind, that's why I be that dank sometimes
It keeps me from snappin', keeps me calm, my mind open
Keeps me firm of I gots to do off in the studio
To get my old back on her feet

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

I live for today, mother fuck another hour, it be sour
know my day, so I'm prayin' in the shower
Look up and thank the Lord for forgiveness, a to bad
I'm lookin' for good in the Southwest, God bless my
It's killin' in da street to eat surviving 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 done wrong

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

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

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

I wanna lie to you sometimes, but I
I wanna tell you it's all good, but it ain't
It's nigga's hurtin' and uncertain if they gon' make it or not
That's why we got nigga's killing, feelin like they up
Off a little dope they you can get some gold
But we make it as a whole 'cause without you there'd be no me
And without no unity will never be any happiness
You could smoke a pound of sess and it still won't yo' stress
God bless my thought

The process
Now, now as an Outkast I was born, wasn't warned of the
That come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done
Sent me through a lot of ups and like it ain't nothing'
Like but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons
I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it one
They said it from 12 to 14

Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the 4 A.M.
that 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 game that you can have
The devil's takin' a swing that explain the broken glass
But my crystal ball see the pistol to the wayside
Nobody would die in cops and robbers we used to play right

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