Luyện nghe bài hát Work In Progress

[Intro, be Stille]
Wise words spoke
Huh
y'all know it is
Nap-Nappy Roots. Can I this one off? Ok

One-B. Stille]
Each day I listen what the say
Like a DJ my negroes scratch ghetto recordings, for my
Got the of an eagle, can't see us ever being at peace for a reason
Cause we never being equal
And got us believing we heathens, uncivil soldiers of
Reach up and assume the position, you the procedure
Can't even leisure smoke reefer
With out police and and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
brutal
Seeing them treat us like lower creatures than beings
so like aliens
Touring the land of
Seeming to have the tendency to we ignorant
Cause of our pigment, can't take away a nigga's though
Still I the industry hoe
And when I'm rich I'm a pretend to be poor
My life's a work in progress, soon to be end of the
But I don't cause I have been her before, you know

My life's a work in
(and even I'm rich I'm gonna pretend to be poor)
My life's a work in
(but I don't cause I have been here before)
My life's a in progress
(and even though I'm rich I'm pretend to be poor)
My life's a work in
(but I don't stress cause I have been before)

two-Ron Clutch]
In
Every you take
Every every left you make
You can at it like chess in a way
life is best when you take your time
Don't make a move, unless you done made up your
Play by the rules, don't ever the fool
Sometimes you play and lose but you still pay dues
on
Everybody the cost to be the boss
Yea the is kind of steep but sacrifice is never cheap
I learned that life can be sweet and bitter at the time
the Ying verse the Yang, sorta like rain without shine
Sometimes against the grain you grind gotta your teeth and bear it
Matthew 5, verse 5 "The earth the shall inherit"
the day before you perish away
Cause who can say how many days power last?
It's a crack in your hourglass
In a flash, the hours
Then gone

[Verse V]
Long life (?) will bring you close you dying
The more laughs one had will you close to crying
Cold planet, yea it is
Racists, those who wrong did
I back to the 80's when we was all kids
A stab wound kidnapping (?)
Though at the time not a glock would in da wind
It's a good day in the to witness a stabbing
Now stories told to us, without
Seem like it involve bloodshed
If you get a chance, just stop and use your mind
the world for yourself and just check your time
Yeah, Oh, Yeah, right
([Scratched:] my life's a in progress)
Smoke something with country people
something with your country people
([Scratched:] my life's a in progress)
back in Junior high when sex was the shit
Fein now a day can get you killed quick
'Bout shootin ball in now 'bout getting licks
I'm playin Nappy Roots to hear the realest shit
Expect it to the of my know how and my rapping wit
See next to nothing coated in these cold streets
Whatever you do, be smart, your heat
Did I mention if you don't you don't eat
If you ever get a stop and use your mind
Observe the for yourself and check the time
Yea, something with your country people