Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

Yeah, for those locked in Comstock
My peoples in San Quentin and Clinton
Rikers Island, Rikers Island, Cracker's
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

I wake up to them rappin' tunes every
I be home soon, I see the board time after June
Met a couple of convicts that's way beyond
It seem dig my style 'cause I be on some don shit

Laid back, I ran some brothers from way back
Those I dug we hugged, besides that, black, I say jack
I stay in with the sun, stars and moon
behind bars you're doomed if your mind can't consume

Plus spiritual pain can bring physical reign
And without knowledge of self how else can a criminal
And bein' locked up just ain't the for me shit is way too trife for me
You're comin' home soon, so nice to me

Plus you can bet I'm out with mad props
And if I get chopped or not, pop
My world don't

(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

And in it makes all end up the same from blowin' backs out
5 to 15, seein' the bean until max out
Misbehavin', uncivilized like cavemen
I witnessed brave men that gave in, sodomized and to gay men

Nobody's playin' drama, prisoners be preyin'
On some low layin'
Sleep, get whole shit banged in

Hangin', who's to warn you
Out of the hell these gone through
From three halves of a four group if anyone is normal
And over all it's to call who would try to play you

My kid from my tomb's caught a carved through his navel
Nothin' can save you, even C.O.'s'll try to you
It's painful to even know those who most faithful'll you

I lay low key, 'cause I ain't
to get out early on work release
Prayin' the system with me

'Cause I ain't tryin' to see three and a cot till I rot
That my plot, baby pop
My world stop

(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

So, until that day I'm discharged and set free, who's gonna sex me
My more based on makin' my next G
Now, let's see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more movin'
The penile possesed me a smoother style

Blessin' my mental with to map shit through graphics
it, I ain't with hustlin' backwards
A wiser man with ideas and liver
More mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can

Sittin', tryin' to design these words of
To define occurs when you're servin' time
Stress just blurs the
bars scars are signs of hard times
I'm trappin' myself in between these

But I ain't tryin' to see three and a cot till I rot
That ain't my plot, pop
My world stop
(Your don't stop)

Yeah,
(Your world stop)
For all the on lock-diggedy
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)
From upstate to
(Your world stop)

stop, paw
(Your world stop)
stop, paw
(Your world stop)
And on and on and on
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)
And on and on and on
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

My man, is in here
(Your world stop)
Yo, free, how it be,
(Your world stop)
we do it
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)
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