Luyện nghe bài hát Trial Of The Century

Just a motion picture, gun fire froze a nigga
Compose the liquor, me to stager, stumble over quicker
low, wit the four four, tryin' to bust and blow
Empty out the po po come bust the show

Sobered up, it was beef, but over what?
Been in the cut, these streets, they cold as fuck
Tuck my chain in, to my feet, no time for aimin'
Back arched, all you saw was sparks, blazin'

One fell, for help, heard him yell
My last shell, tore through his spine, time to bail
It's motion, dust in my clothes started boatin'
It's bizarre copin', my blood flowin' the art of goshen
Thoughts racin', hit the slow pacin'
No destination, it's up north a facin'

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to meet my
But before I touch that death bed feel, I gotta see some
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one us down
Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the
make this world go 'round

I pleed innocent, the love for my is infinite
Thoughts was intimate, I mastered the minds, the 10 percent
Self defense, incarceration couldn't help
Caught in commotion at the time I it, felt intense

Him or me, it's misery through my
But mentally, wise I feel no sympathy
You know the streets, how some could go for weeks
Rock you to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef
Know deep, I live my life on the creep
Tinted jeeps, coupes move mystique

Let him speak, my is innocent
It was my gats cat named Roberto it's certain
Desert ease in my end
Let my nigga live while I breed us up a kid face this bitch

No explanation, speedy trial, fuck the waitin'
Hesitatin', know the time a nigga facin', so what's the verdict?

If we all gonna die, I'm to meet my maker
But before I that death bed feel, I gotta see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one us down
Do whatever it takes, that's the breaks
Money make this world go

I feel ill inside, though my life is still a
Some may criticize, but it's a blessin', that I'm alive
From all the smoke lit, all the hoes hit, all the cold
From comin' that close gettin' my dome

Spreaded out, so on my mind, gotta let it out
To live, and die for a I feel dead with out
Check my rap sheet, no prior cases, just some tech's
Charged with drunk drivin' once, but I was half

Swervin', off of St. Mark's and Burgan, in a suburban
I have dozed when I was turnin'
But peep this, I'm on trial now, no sign of
No secrets, just goin' to and I'm tryin' to beat this
A new don, score, another new born, been too long
Here's a dick jury for to chew on

Order in the court, in the court
That's contempt of

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to my maker
But before I touch that death bed feel, I see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one pull us
Do whatever it takes, 'cause that's the
Money make this go 'round

If we all gonna die, I'm prepared to my maker
But before I that death bed feel, I gotta see some paper
Keep my head to the sky, won't let no one us down
Do whatever it takes, that's the breaks
Money make world go 'round

If we all die