Luyện nghe bài hát Why We Die

Uhh, that's shit
That that that niggaz ain't even seen
That's shit!
(Motherfuckers ain't never nothing like this before, for real man)
It's goin' baby, uhh
Uhh! Busta
What? Uhh, DMX
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh

I see ghosts clearly, even though, most don't me
They still get near me, fear me, so I'm leary
Kinda eerie what I'm feelin', from the floor, to the
Straight through the roof, want the
I kinda miss robbin' and
it kept a nigga hungry, only eatin' when I starved
I was ugly, so I robbed, no one me, shit was hard
Went to God in a while when it got a little too hectic
He was the only one I knew that I
(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 niggaz die, over dumb shit, up in the
Real heart, but up to no good
Thought I did what I could, but I guess it, enough
The Devil told me it would happen but I callin' his bluff
When it rains it pours now, my pains are
As yours are what's mine, define, revolvin'
(Nigga!)

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

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

They say the good die young, in the where I'm from
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 send shots through my sleeves
They wanna, me and leave, I'm thinkin' it must be me
shed light, the hood's dark
I did my dirt but got a good
that count for somethin'?
I was I'd amount to nothin', most of my childhood
Like [Incomprehensible] it was my growth

Separated me from the shit I was the most
myself comin' close to pumpin' them O's
Lump in my throat, chest out, face was poker
Tryin' to, erase my ghosts, chase the
Got demons on both
Tryin' to my life through the streets
In other words my will was weak
feel what I speak
This ain't your ordinary jargon weak rap niggaz be talkin'
This shit is deep, from the of Busta, 'X and me
To all my fallen soldiers, rest in peace, 'til we niggaz

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

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

I must be cuckoo, like I the new-you, never
See you too could get it your FUBU sweater
Like a nigga when he walk in the dark,
On a nigga land, echo loud in the park
I live and die for all the I believe
And rep for everything I for
With every single breath I
Like the intake cigarette smoke, it's like you inhale
The Demon in the gutter stressed struggled and

If the shit was all tomorrow, I'd leave a treasure
For my kids with a legacy for my to follow
You know it's how the good die first
Get the peppin' in your faggot 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
blessin' me to rep for the better, and carry on
Somethin' great and keep a nigga livin' forever!

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

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