Luyện nghe bài hát Trauma

Used to be a
of a fire

Uh, my mammy to
Pray that see me in Yale
It's up she gotta see me in jail
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 or black people for sale
Gave me two to years like
"Fuck life, meet me in hell"
And let it burn like
You look stupider
Tryna impress people in
Power power abusin' us
For 44 a hour
You coward using ya
Is it self-hate that made you me upstate?
where the so-called
"Real niggas" sweeping up for
And that's your time
If you ain't got no money, you online
Hey your 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
Your son now and
Your giving nose to him
And if he fuck that up
He puttin' through him
And you just wanna make it
So you can it to him
And them people finna
no parole to ya
They blood, we all hangin'
With a noose on our
Marcelli mom just
He wanna use my
And he won't it to the wake
Unless he give 'em a
We niggas though, what you expect?

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

Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs keep it at
They shot that boy 20
When they could've told him 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 that we legally
If we go to the
They Kaep' stand up if
You play 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, look where money get
it, and they don't kill you
Now, they take you out of your deal
Kill account, look where money get spilled

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

How times you send me
To jail to know that I won't
shackles on the king
'Cause shit, I'm on
I went from out arenas
Now shit, I'm on
Them cold nights to feel like hell, uhh
Watching a woman take my freedom
Almost me hate my people
When they label you
It's they telling you they not equal
11 years going to knowing
They keep you or drive you crazy
23 hours in a cell, somebody me
I'm on a card, trying to explain it to my baby
I gotta do the twice, and that's a maybe

I won
I was on the corner with the
And got us warring for our freedom
See my blood 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 on your father
Go to school, holes in the locker