Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

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

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

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

Plus spiritual pain can bring physical reign
And without of self how else can a criminal change?
And bein' locked up just the life for me shit is way too trife for me
You're home soon, sounds so nice to me

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

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

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

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

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

Hangin', plus to warn you
Out of the hell these inmates gone
three halves of a four 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 spoon through his navel
can save you, even C.O.'s'll try to grave you
It's painful to even know those who most faithful'll you

I lay low key, 'cause I Hercules
Tryin' to get out early on release
the system work with me

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

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

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

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

Blessin' my mental with mathematics to map shit through
Fuck it, I ain't hustlin' backwards
A wiser man with ideas and liver
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 the mind
Behind scars are signs of hard times
I'm trappin' myself in between these

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

Yeah,
(Your world stop)
For all the fellas on
(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 world stop)
(Your world 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 world stop, stop, stop)

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

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

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