Luyện nghe bài hát Trauma

Used to be a
of a fire

Uh, my mammy to
Pray she'd see me in Yale
It's fucked up she gotta see me in
On the visit Lil Papi
It hurt even I seemed to be well
got a smoker
With a key to my cell,
And worst, my judge
Black don't wanna see me do
It's either that or black for sale
Gave me two to four like
"Fuck your life, me in hell"
And let it like Lucifer
You look stupider
Tryna impress people in
Power when abusin' us
For 44 a hour
You coward using ya
Is it self-hate made you send me upstate?
This where the
"Real niggas" up for cupcakes
And that's your time
If you got no money, you ain't online
Hey call son
Call your daughter just to them more prime
Oh God, don't let them get a hold of 'em
Your fuckin' now
gon be a cold summer
son trapping now and
Your homie nose to him
And if he that paper up
He holes through him
And you just wanna make it
So you can it to him
And people ain't finna
no parole to ya
They blood, we all hangin'
a noose on our neck
Marcelli mom just
He wanna use my
And he won't make it to the
he give 'em a check
We niggas though, what you expect?

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

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

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

How many you send me
To jail to that I won't fail
Invisible on the king
'Cause shit, I'm on
I went selling out arenas
Now shit, I'm on
Them cold starting to feel like hell, uhh
Watching a black woman take my
Almost made me hate my
they label you felon
It's like they telling you not equal
11 years going to court
They might you or drive you crazy
23 hours in a cell, save me
I'm on a jail card, trying to it to my baby
I gotta do the calendar twice, and that's a

I won
I was on the corner the reefa
And they got us 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 judge got a hold on father
Go to school, bullet holes in the