Luyện nghe bài hát Why We Die

Uhh, that's shit
That that niggaz ain't even seen before
that shit!
(Motherfuckers ain't never seen like this before, for real man)
It's down baby, uhh
Uhh! Rhymes
Uhh, DMX nigga
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh

I see ghosts clearly, even though, don't hear me
They still wanna get near me, fear me, so I'm
eerie what I'm feelin', from the floor, to the ceilin'
Straight through the roof, want the
I kinda miss robbin' and
'Cause it kept a nigga hungry, only when I starved
I was ugly, so I robbed, no one me, shit was hard
Went to God once in a while when it got a too hectic
He was the only one I knew I respected
(Why?)

Didn't know why, didn't know I was livin' was a lie
If I ain't shit then, why I try
See, plenty die, over dumb shit, up in the hood
Real good heart, but up to no
Thought I did I could, but I guess it, wasn't enough
The Devil told me it would happen but I kept his bluff
When it it pours now, my pains are yours
As yours are what's mine, define, doors
(Nigga!)

(Why?)
All my tell me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
'Cause we crazy with it, quick to you with it
From in my soul to word that I curse
With all the expressed in this verse
Let me ask my
(Why?)

My tell me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Because we Gods
(And)
We go the nigga
Because I the ground under my feet
And keep it live and in tune with the street
Now let me ask my
(Why?)

They say the good die young, in the hood where I'm
I only got one to that, why the fuck am I here?
I to the air, I ask God, "Love me please"
But in reality, only people that hug me is
Same niggaz that shots through my rugby sleeves
They wanna, slug me and leave, I'm it must be me
shed light, the hood's dark
I did my but got a good heart
that count for somethin'?
I was told I'd amount to nothin', most of my
[Incomprehensible] it was stuntin' my growth

Separated me from the shit I was wantin' the
Felt myself comin' close to pumpin' O's
Lump in my throat, poked out, face was poker
Tryin' to, erase my ghosts, chase the
Got on both shoulders
to chauffeur my life through the streets
In other nigga my will was weak
Please what I speak
This ain't average ordinary jargon weak rap niggaz be talkin'
shit is deep, from the mind of Busta, 'X and me
To all my fallen soldiers, rest in peace, we meet niggaz

(Why?)
All my niggaz me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Cause we crazy with it, quick to you with it
From in my soul to every word I curse
With all the agony expressed in verse
Let me ask my
(Why?)

My tell me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Because we nigga
(And)
We go the yard
I walk the ground under my feet
And it live and stay in tune with the street
Now let me ask my
(Why?)

I must be cuckoo, like I respect the new-you,
See you too could get it through FUBU sweater
Like a nigga he walk in the dark, trespassin'
On a nigga land, shots loud in the park
I live and die for all the I believe
And rep for I stand for
With single breath I breathe
Like the from cigarette smoke, it's like you inhale
The in the gutter stressed struggled and broke

If the shit was all over tomorrow, I'd leave a
For my kids with a legacy for my children to
You know funny how the good die first
Get the peppin' in your steppin' nigga
'Cause you could die
on, you know I cut off my arm, in the name of reppin'
Real niggaz in the midst of droppin' this
Allah me to rep for the better, and carry on
Somethin' great and keep a name livin' forever!

Now me
(Why?)
All my niggaz me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
'Cause we crazy with it, to blaze you with it
From in my to every word that I curse
all the agony expressed in this verse
Let me ask my
(Why?)

My niggaz me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Because we nigga
(And)
We go the yard
I walk the ground under my feet
And keep it live and stay in tune with the
Now let me ask my
(Why?)