Luyện nghe bài hát Underdog

This is for my folkers who got bills
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got love for the

is for my folkers who got bills overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never lived a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got for the underdog

I raise this for the ones who die meaninglessly
And the who get fed intravenously
Somebody's mom caught a job and a fraud case
When she breathe, she it feels like plastic wrap around her face

Lights turned off and it's the third month, the is late
Thoughts of being homeless, crying till you
Despair the air then sets in your ear
The play with that one toy they learned how to share

Coming home don't seem to be a celebration
Bills, they up on the coffee table like they're decorations
Big ol' spoons of peanut butter, big ass of water
Makes the hunger subside, save the real food for daughter

You feel like swingin' haymakers at a moving
You feel laughing so it seems like you don't give a fuck
You feel getting so high, you smoke a whole damn crop
You feel like but you think that you might never stop

Homes with no heat stiffen your joints like
If was fiction, it'd be easier to write this
Some try to front like they so above you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if really loved you

This is for my who got bills overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got for the underdog

There's certain tricks of the to try and hault your defeat
Like taking to an all you can eat
Returning used shit for new saying you your receipt
And writing four figure checks when accounts deplete

Then all your pile up about a mile up
Thinkin' about a partner you can dial up to help you out this foul
Whole family on a futon while you're clippin' coupons
Eatin' salad to get full off the croutons

'Crosstown, the is identical
Somebody's getting strangled by the system and its
Misconceptions raise questions to be
A lot of b-boys are broke, a lot of homeless got

You can make 8 bones an till you pass out and still be assed out
Most pyramid schemes let you cash out
They say this generation makes the harmony
But crime rises consistent with the povety

You take the workers and jobs, you're gonna have and mobs
A gang of preachers screamin' sermons over and sobs
Saying for a change from the Lord above you
They'd tear motherfucker up if they really loved you

This is for my folkers who got overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got love for the

You like this 'cause it relates, it's you in this rhyme
We go to that only let us in two at a time
We live in places where it to get your check cashed
Arguments about money drown out the tec blasts

Work six days a week, can't sleep Saturdays
Muscles tremblin' like a when the battery's low
And you just know where the years went
Although every long shift feels like a spent

And you can write resume but it wouldn't even mention
All the life lessons learned six years of detention
Or how you the police was just some handicappers
On the next to broken glass and candy wrappers

Now accept my collects on the phone
Just hit me at the house so I know I alone
And we can chop it up this messed up system
Homies that's been killed, how we always gonna miss

It's almost impossible survivin' on fraction
Sip a 40 to the for the chemical reaction
You gotta hustle 'cause they're tryin' to and shove you
I'll tear this up since I really love you

This is for my who got bills overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got for the underdog