Luyện nghe bài hát Vein

Pop goes the flow of the
with an Ox full of diesel
Trapped in the desert with
Thoughts of a capellas in cathedrals
Spilling heavy gospels with

Twisted up, I'm high off the
Lost beyond of logic and reason, just being
We high so be not so
To society's laws and

Lost in this population
I'm just face that's facing
All of like stereotypes and hatred
But I ain't to wait that and get all stressed out
I'm just trying to make it and with my

Hell went through changes,
Inner thoughts and
Relieved and released on
My life in cycle and stages
Seen descriptions in nature

Ever since in the days
When was loving and hating
Everyone trapped and two
The Matrix with diseases of judgment
That breed through the hatred conceived through scenes
And painted

Now what really defines the line of a
And what defines the line is someone even
And what makes somebody jump that trying to take it
behind enemy lines trying to make it
Mind in another universe while my stuck on the earth
In these inner city

Yo yo yo, lay that shit
What is you, a clown? You wanna see a kid get shot?
Give me two reasons so I don't smack you
For flashing a gun in my face to get some respect

All in all, all love and I'm here to protect
You only twelve years old someone'll your neck
You let your pants sag but thoughts gotta pull up
Mental calisthenics, lazer brains can't up

Or even sit up to for what they believe in
He about it I said, "Peace, keep breathing"
I see him mumbling shrugging his
He probably but he know better

He had a beretta with the rubbed off digit
And I know he got it Carlos the Midget
The only cat I know cold enough to hustle to kids
Him an' his three man formed eight arm squid

And laughed in the face of any possibilities of being
Through and
all from the same ghettos
And are the same hollow tips that knock nearly out of stilettos
He cocked first, I cocked second and in that exact
of the gats burst

Man, this is your fucking chance
Fuck you, this is your chance

Live and orchestrated blocks
Where animals up as four lazers we twist mad sabres
the sky pimping jays all day blazes
Wrapped in these inner city

Relaxing on corners where stay wasted
on 4-0 basics, you taste it
My life's an oasis, this trife's I make it
Straight through these days spitting that laced it

I'm just trying to these mics on the stages
on these pages like life as a scene in amazement
Like I'ma blazing mics until I'm fading
Off of surface to return to my nature

In the meantime, spit and cop acres
Put my fam in it with shelter spacious
Everyday yo, is rap in these mazes
I'm trying to make it go slowly

in my belly, got me aching
Niggaz up the block, yo I swear, trying to it
But I'ma patient watching every move made in the jungle
It's trying to strive in this struggle

New York state of mind, that's the that I come to
Nothing but pigeons living, trapped in system
Bleeding, screaming,
We needed that scrap for that to stay shining

to escape out of hellfire's and lakes
Brain on another plane gliding through acid
stress trying to master pain
Spit words, not to hurt but to bash your
That's the of an MC wrapped in the vein
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