Luyện nghe bài hát Work In Progress

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

[Verse One-B.
day I listen what the streets say
Like a DJ my negroes scratch ghetto recordings, for my
Got the eyes of an eagle, can't see us ever at peace for a reason
Cause we ain't never equal
And got us believing we heathens, soldiers of evil
Reach up and assume the position, you the procedure
even leisure smoke hollow reefer
With out police and and seizure by the same police who murdered Ceaser
brutal
Seeing them treat us like lower than human beings
so like aliens
Touring the of Europeans
to have the tendency to think we ignorant
Cause of our pigment, can't away a nigga's dignity though
I pimp the industry hoe
And even when I'm rich I'm a to be poor
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 life's a work in
(and even though I'm I'm gonna pretend to be poor)
My life's a in progress
(but I don't stress cause I have been before)
My life's a work in
(and though I'm rich I'm gonna pretend to be poor)
My a work in progress
(but I don't stress cause I been here before)

[Verse two-Ron
In
Every step you
Every every left you make
You can look at it like in a way
Cause is best when you take your time
Don't a move, unless you done made up your mind
Play by the rules, ever play the fool
you play and lose but you still pay your dues
on
Everybody knows the to be the boss
Yea the price is kind of steep but sacrifice is cheap
I that life can be sweet and bitter at the same time
It's the Ying verse the Yang, like rain without shine
Sometimes against the grain you 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 your last?
It's like a crack in your
In a flash, the pass
Then gone

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