Luyện nghe bài hát What Your Life Like, Pt2

C'mon let's try Guru..

[Beanie
When I was five old, I realized it was a road
But at the end, I ain't seen of pots of gold
I seen a long cell block, the box, the
Six hundred fenced in - some innocent, some souls
men with men - stop it, whoa
I runnin up in shit but a broad on her back
Tryin to cop a hammer, move out like +Shawshank+
+Redemptions+, I got my mind on revenges
They to kill me at the same time keep me alive
I'm movin out like on +Oz+
my skully on tilt, two whacks in my palm
Posted up in the yard, everyday I think of pokin the
Throw a crack a nigga me in
to crack a nigga turnin me thin
Food in lard, news fools get opened in cards
with (??), in prison life, what you livin like?

Can you me what you live like?
Can you tell me what that bed like, what's cell like?
What's livin in hell like? me do you eat right?
Do you sleep right?
Yo, tell me your life like
Tell me do you sleep nights, tell me what that life
Gettin no like, no flicks like
Make you wanna life

Sigel]
Them letters is a motherfucker
That's forever a motherfucker
Without a letter a motherfucker?
It ain't even bout the cheddar a motherfucker
a kite, some flicks from a motherfucker
Some drawers, some socks, kicks from a motherfucker
I can't believe I'm doin this bid for you
I'm down for another joker
I was dealt this hand, and I'ma play it with my poker
On the block ready to POKE a
I got an L goin around with a smokin
You the deoderant out of CVS, you locked for retail theft
I got it body half a stolen DT vest
My rap sheet read D abreast
Dangerous, duct tape
I take to the street, like a duck to water
Get your duck in order
My bust in order, I fluffs 'caine with water

[Beanie
That's fucked up, you to take your longest trip
and can't do shit, but suck it up, be strong and
Handcuffed, to wrist, in back of the bus
Flashbacks of you back in the
fuck now you thinkin bout who in back of your girl
Got her ass up (kill this bitch) playin your
Thinkin who raisin your kids
Shit was all good a week ago, 'fore they came and raided your
6:30 in the morning, they kick your in
Feds in, snatch you out your bed while you snorin
You unaware of goin on and
Come to find out, you had for years, turned to foreman
Told the law the drops you make
How your first started to escalate
him keys to your crib, was your next mistake
At that table, breakin out that extra plate
You turn a career addict off his coke habit
Put him on post the toast that promote static
Back to the operation, they got you locked at the
Fuck your back time, you worryin about you facin
racin, situation gettin scary
Old are showin up, at the preliminary
D.A. to bury a nigga to Neveruary, 31st
God damn, that gotta