Luyện nghe bài hát Thought Process

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

It's not the same, life can be different
These laws got me to ball
'Cause I fall a victim so I still be slanging them fat
To make 'em meet, each and every day as I my city streets
Sometimes I wish I never had been of this mess
the system 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 it's we loc' up and do like we suppose
We each other over this bullshit and some clothes
We're off in this world and society with no place else 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' dank sometimes
It me from snappin', keeps me calm, keeps my mind open
me firm of what I gots to do off in the studio
To get my old burd on her feet

And my little in Statesboro and my little cuz Mark Twain, all my
Folks that with me when 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, sometimes I home
Too high to pray, but I get on my bed lay on my and meditate
Anyway, in the ceilings, the four walls, it's like cell
I got nothing to do but about my L I F E, put it down on paper
So you feel?

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

My head swoll, mist couldn't see past my mouth
What route did you take man me by that loops of my pants
Got me on the curb lettin' tha pass me by
No questions I said nothing 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 person who tha plan
make no moves when you in tha hands of tha man
They got new suites down Peachtree

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

Sometimes I even know 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 that little money be gone, got dammit, I'm grown
Gotta help keep the and lights on
It would be to have mo' but I kinda like being po'
At least I know my friends here fo'

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

The process
Now, now as an I was born, wasn't 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 nothing'
Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the
I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it one
They it skipped from 12 to 14

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

Huh, the only we feared was Williams, Wayne
Never though about hittin' licks or caine
think I'd be the one to give in to abortion
Label me murder my ass is scorchin'
Hot from the that sits under my seat
Yeah, it's real fucked up that my folks to get me
And it's like dat, yeah, and it's dem