Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And in here it makes all end up the same from blowin' out
5 to 15, seein' the bean they max out
Misbehavin', actin' like cavemen
I brave men that gave in, sodomized and turned to gay men

playin' drama, prisoners be posted preyin'
On low shit layin'
Sleep, get your whole shit in

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

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

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

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

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

(Your don't 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 possesed me with a smoother style

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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