Luyện nghe bài hát Work In Progress

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

[Verse One-B.
Each day I listen what the say
Like a DJ my negroes scratch recordings, for my peoples
Got the eyes of an eagle, can't see us ever at peace for a reason
Cause we ain't being equal
And got us believing we heathens, uncivil of evil
Reach up and assume the position, you know the
even leisure smoke hollow reefer
With out police and search and seizure by the same police who murdered
brutal
Seeing them treat us like lower creatures than human
More so aliens
Touring the land of
Seeming to have the tendency to we ignorant
of our pigment, can't take away a nigga's dignity though
Still I pimp the hoe
And even when I'm rich I'm a pretend to be
My a work in progress, soon to be end of the road
But I don't stress cause I have her before, you know

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

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

[Verse V]
Long life living (?) will bring you close you
The more laughs one had will you close to crying
Cold planet, yea it is
Racists, those who wrong did
I daydream back to the when we was all kids
A stab kidnapping (?) experience
Though at the time not a glock blow in da wind
It's a good day in the hood to a stabbing
Now stories told to us, tragedy
Seem like it involve bloodshed
If you ever get a chance, just stop and use your
Observe the for yourself and just check your time
Yeah, Oh, Yeah, right
([Scratched:] my life's a in progress)
Smoke something with your country
Drank something 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 killed
'Bout shootin in now they 'bout getting licks
I'm Nappy Roots just to hear the realest shit
Expect it to the best of my how and my rapping wit
See next to nothing sugar coated in these streets
Whatever you do, be smart, tote heat
Did I mention if you don't you don't eat
If you ever get a chance stop and use mind
Observe the world for yourself and check the
Yea, Smoke something with your people