Luyện nghe bài hát Work In Progress

[Intro, spoken: be
words being spoke
Huh
y'all what it is
Nap-Nappy Roots. Can I this one off? Ok

[Verse One-B.
Each day I listen the streets say
Like a DJ my scratch ghetto recordings, for my peoples
Got the eyes of an eagle, can't see us ever being at peace for a
we ain't never being equal
And got us we heathens, uncivil soldiers of evil
up and assume the position, you know the procedure
Can't even leisure smoke reefer
out police and search and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
It's
Seeing them us like lower creatures than human beings
More so aliens
the land of Europeans
Seeming to have the tendency to we ignorant
of our pigment, can't take away a nigga's dignity 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, to be end of the road
But I don't stress I have been her before, you know

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

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In
Every step you
Every right left you make
You can at it like chess in a way
Cause life is best you take your time
Don't make a move, unless you made up your mind
Play by the rules, don't ever play the
you play and lose but you still pay your dues
on
Everybody the cost to be the boss
Yea the price is kind of steep but is never cheap
I learned that life can be and bitter at the same time
It's the Ying the Yang, sorta like rain without shine
against the grain you grind gotta grit your teeth and bear it
Matthew 5, verse 5 "The earth the meek inherit"
Cherish the day before you perish
Cause who can say how many days power last?
like 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 bring you close to
Cold planet, yea it is
Racists, communicating those who did
I back to the 80's when we was all kids
A stab wound (?) experience
Though at the not a glock would blow in da wind
It's a good day in the to witness a stabbing
Now stories told to us, without
Seem like it bloodshed automatically
If you ever get a chance, just stop and use your
the world for yourself and just check your time
Yeah, Oh, Yeah, that's
([Scratched:] my life's a in progress)
Smoke something your country people
something with your country people
([Scratched:] my life's a in progress)
back in Junior high when sex was the shit
Fein pussy now a day can get you quick
shootin ball in now they 'bout getting licks
I'm playin Nappy just to hear the realest shit
it to the best of my know how and my rapping wit
See next to nothing sugar coated in these cold
Whatever you do, be smart, tote heat
Did I mention if you work you don't eat
If you ever get a chance stop and use mind
Observe the world for yourself and the time
Yea, Smoke with your country people