Luyện nghe bài hát Words 2 My Firstborn

These are my to my first born

Can you picture, young in a rush to grow?
hard timers in the pen, had to crush his throat
Probably even saw it comin'
Too busy bullshittin', caught him with his mouth

Ain't this a bitch, got me twisted in this game
The feds and the punk, police pointin' at my brain
I if I'm wrong 'cause I'm thugged out
My murdered execution style runnin' in the drug house

What was supposed to be a hit, now shit is flipped
niggaz died over bullshit
It's not my dream, I'm seein' of a broken man
No witnesses, only the of who smoked the man

Young adolescents in our prime a life of crime
Though it logical we hobble through these tryin' times
Livin' blind, Lord help me with my soul
Why all my homies had to die 'fore they got to

And right I put my head on the pillow
Say a prayer, one love to the in heaven, I'll see you there
It's written for the young and dumb that wasn't warned, you
Make it through the storm, my words to my born, "Feel me"

My words to my first
My words to my first

Since my very day on this earth, I was cursed
So I knew, that the birth of a would make my life worse
And it hurt me there was no distortion
wild seeds can't grow, we need more abortions

Quiet your soul, you know what you had to do
And so did victims of a world they never to
I understand it's a better day sometimes cat's be sleepin'
On the end, drivin' with the car runnin' blinded

Ain't no love in the hood only hearts
Love to the innocent and unborn
All the babies that up on the table
Wasn't able to breathe, 'cause the family wasn't

Can't blame her I do the same
All I could it was my debt and my last name
'Cause in the game things change up and down
This life got me walkin' with my head down

Flashin' frowns meant to be, was I wrong?
But never get to know, so I carry on
It's written for the young and dumb that born
My to my first born, "Feel me"

My words to my first
Yeah, these are the to my first born
Hey nigga talk to your born, talk to your nigga

Two thousand somethin' somethin' a new era
A too real, now see shit too clear
See there's more than just this scrilla and this tilt, what else is it
The velvet and the silk, and makin' my kittens got they milk

Gotta fill this mattress, let my kids know I'm at
Attack this, the mack must roll, hood
Ain't no question is it, above the law
If related to chips, homey we'll handle ya

Although we never take advantage though we always ery'thang
By all means, green, gangsta lean, they say money make
The world go 'round so only 'ssociate yourself paper chasers
And that's truly down

And keep God first and give thanks for the times
As as when it hurts
It's haters every corner you hit
Touchin' their tits, hella thick, tryin' to get you for yo'

I know you out and fed up
But come out, gun-blazin', and yo' head up
You can call it what you want to but it ain't change
the law, 2Pac, OG's in this rap game

And we lived a long hard life
And we done so many tears under these bright lights
Y'all, although we grew up, and scorned
We still got a lot of wisdom, to give to our first

What you gon' tell kids nigga?
Who was you? What was you How did you put it down?
These my words to my motherfuckin' born
So they can know, Haha

nuttin' but a motherfuckin' rider, wessyde 'til I die
That's all it was, it's a hand
deal a motherfucker, I just played to win
I just played to win, motherfucker got a guess than I