Luyện nghe bài hát Twenty One Years

21 of my lifetime (4x)

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in the house (21 years in my lifetime)
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21 years of bullshit
It makes me bang my head on the walls
And do some like all straight swarms in the malls
Mentality, it's not it should be
When you see red and white lights the night skies
of a mad man in the tear
Not another brother dies, in handcuffs
Mothers knees to buckle up
And fall when they see their outlined in chalk
Silence broken by shots or screams from knives through your flesh
Cold steal blood streams
The ponds are grim, but froze if do it right or bring your luxury
Man for real, it makes me wanna run the drug
I'm sick of all this loose change, pennies, nickels, and
My pocket the bills, every day flat meals
Fuck this lifetime, struggling needs, stretch a dollar like a pack of
It's all you can see, that you can be something when you had nothing
Frontin just to be down, but only gettin clowned by your
That fights happened at Nathan's Square every year
I
Never seen my dad since 9
Maybe years or after I don't know
But I know that time
So I just rely on my
My mother and brothers, and my boys is the first before others
And try to be strong through the hard
And times, my heart dies every time my mom cries

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

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

I up in the air to see blue skies but grey clouds
all the same, it always rain
Leavin on my face stains
I try to the worry and sad
Sittin there on my dad
And shit we had
And g's for lead
I repeat to my boys I love you all truly
But nowadays be acting unruly
So I live for now forgettin the past
Cause I never know what left in my life glass
I through Oz
Not coming home in bullet wounds or in some cars
But what shit is the repetoir
We all went to war, 45
in the car
Situation's deep, juvenile by veterans up in the street
Biz, now these kids
Addicted to the game, unmarked cars and plain roaming the terrain
(In front ofclub stains)
A of an assassin
up and no wage
But all the fashion
Custom links and shit
is my pysche
Now could this be, out of
Is where fate wanted me to be
My out of control
Leavin stress on my (oh)
The of no return
All my Richmond niggas know the

(2x)

I walk into the future on a narrow
But every I take it gives me flashbacks upon the past
Like the part I got
Andguns to my brain, man this life is
Sometimes I wish I was addicted to
Cause leave the pain away, fade away, take my soul
See day
Dwellin with my grandma and grandpa
Cross my heart, racin like I would be stamina
And everywhere I look I'm seein picket finces
But I'll only see my boys gettin sentenced
what I'm seein all around
So fuck the picket
All I see is goin down
But discouraged, nah
I where I wanna be
Just smilin, like the island
Cruisin on the ave in the cad
And the sound press on the prodigy
DJs and the H-I-double L-T
the P
me
Parents leave a child
So grew up and to be bandits
I manifest Richmond Crew
All paranormal, to my peoples God

21 years of my