Luyện nghe bài hát Twenty One Years

21 of my lifetime (4x)

21
Choclair's in the house (21 in my lifetime)
Ill B
Uh (like that)
You need to

21 years of bullshit
It makes me wanna bang my head on the
And do shit like all straight swarms in the malls
Mentality, it's not where it be
When you see red and white break the night skies
Reflection of a mad man in the
Not another brother dies, in handcuffs
knees start to buckle up
And when they see their child outlined in chalk
Silence by shots or screams from knives cuttin through your flesh
Cold steal interrupting streams
The ponds are grim, but they if do it right or bring your luxury
Man for real, it makes me run the drug deal
I'm sick of all this change, pennies, nickels, and dimes
My pocket wants the bills, every day flat
this lifetime, struggling needs, stretch a dollar like a pack of Ramseys
It's all that you can see, that you can be something you had nothing
Frontin to be down, but only gettin clowned by your peers
That swat fights happened at Square every year
I
Never seen my dad grade 9
Maybe before or after I don't know
But I know that time
So I just on my family
My mother and brothers, and my boys is the first these others
And try to be strong the hard times
And tough times, my heart dies every my mom cries

CHORUS: (2x) ("21 years of my lifetime" through chorus)

All my life I my eyes on the prize
But every time I reached for the prize it
I wonder what's going on, but I to move
I gotta keep my head and I gotta strong

I look up in the air to see blue skies but grey
They all the same, it always
Leavin on my tear stains
I try to the worry and sad
Sittin reminiscing on my dad
And shit we had
And g's for some
I repeat to my cause I love you all truly
But people nowadays be acting
So I live for now forgettin the past
Cause I never know what time's left in my glass
I through Oz
Not coming home in bullet wounds or in squad cars
But what is this the repetoir
We all to war, 45 non-stressed
in the car
Situation's deep, juvenile influenced by veterans up in the
Biz, now street kids
Addicted to the game, unmarked and plain clothes roaming the terrain
(In front ofclub stains)
A mark of an
up and no wage
But all the fashion
Custom made links and
is my pysche
Now could be, out of poverty
Is this where fate me to be
My out of control
stress on my mind (oh)
The point of no
All my Richmond niggas the steelo

(2x)

I into the future on a narrow path
But every step I it gives me flashbacks upon the past
Like the I got stabbed
to my brain, man this life is insane
Sometimes I wish I was addicted to
Cause leave the pain away, fade away, take my soul
See day
Dwellin upstairs with my and grandpa
Cross my heart, racin like I be testin stamina
And everywhere I look I'm seein picket finces
But reality I'll see my boys gettin sentenced
That's I'm seein all around
So fuck the fences
All I see is elevators down
But discouraged, nah
I know I wanna be
Just smilin, like the island
Cruisin on the ave in the cad
And with the sound press on the
Minus DJs and the L-T
the P
me
Parents leave a child
So they up and to be bandits
I can't manifest Richmond
All paranormal, to my peoples God

21 of my lifetime