Luyện nghe bài hát Trauma

Used to be a
of a fire

Uh, my used to
Pray that she'd see me in
It's fucked up she gotta see me in
On the with Lil Papi
It hurt even I seemed to be well
got a smoker
With a key to my cell,
And worst, my judge
Black wanna see me do well
It's either that or black for sale
Gave me two to four years
"Fuck your life, me in hell"
And let it burn like
You look stupider
impress them people in
Power power abusin' us
For 44 dollars a
You coward using ya
Is it that made you send me upstate?
This where the
"Real niggas" up for cupcakes
And that's phone time
If you got no money, you ain't online
Hey call son
Call your daughter to wish them more prime
Oh God, don't let them streets get a of 'em
Your daughter now
It's gon be a cold
Your son now and
Your giving nose to him
And if he fuck that up
He puttin' holes him
And you wanna make it home
So you can it to him
And them people ain't
no parole to ya
They want blood, we all
With a noose on our
mom just died
He wanna use my
And he make it to the wake
he give 'em a check
We still niggas though, what you

I won
I was on the with the reefa
And they got us warring for our
See my brother on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin'
Uhh,
them drugs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on father
Go to school, bullet holes in the

Ain't no PTSDs, drugs keep it at ease
They shot boy 20 times
When they could've him just freeze
put him in a cop car
But let him just bleed
The ambulance, they coming baby, breathe
That's what the old lady said she screamed
This nightmare on Elm
the 13th
And in the amendment,
It don't say we kings
They say that we legally
If we go to the
told Kaep' stand up if
You wanna for a team
And all his teammates
Saying a (Stay woke)
If you don't for nothing
You fall for something
And in the 60's, if you
You'd prolly be
But don't kill you now
They take you out of your deal
Kill your account, look money get spilled
it, and they don't kill you
Now, just take you out of your deal
Kill your account, look money get spilled

I won
I was on the corner the reefa
And got us warring for our freedom
See my brother on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' feelin'
Uhh,
When them drugs got a hold of mama
And the got a hold on your father
Go to school, holes in the locker

How many times you me
To jail to that I won't fail
shackles on the king
'Cause shit, I'm on
I went from out arenas
Now shit, I'm on
cold nights starting to feel like hell, uhh
Watching a black woman my freedom
Almost made me hate my
When they you felon
like they telling you they not equal
11 going to court knowing
They might you or drive you crazy
23 hours in a cell, somebody me
I'm on a jail card, trying to explain it to my
I gotta do the calendar twice, and a maybe

I won
I was on the corner the reefa
And got us warring for our freedom
See my blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the feelin' evil?
Uhh,
them drugs got a hold of your mama
And the judge got a hold on father
Go to school, bullet holes in the