Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

I wake up to them rapping
every afternoon, I'll be home
I see the sometime after june.
met a of convicts,
that's way beyond
it they dig my style,
cause I be on don shit.
laid back, I ran into some
wayback
those that I dig there be others black - i'm unclear on what he
says here
I say jack
I stay in tune the stars sun and moon
because behind bars your doomed if your can't consume
plus spiritual pain can bring physical rain
and knowledge of self
how else can a criminal
and being locked up the life of me
is way too trife for me
"you're coming home soon% so nice to me
But you can bet, i'm out with mad props
and if I get chopped, and Baby Pop
my world stop

And in here it makes us all the
for blowing out five to fifteen
see you in the
they max out
mis behavin, acting uncivilized cavemen
I bravemen,
that gave inside(?) minds to gay men
playin
crimes of prisoners to be preying(?)
on some low shit layin
get yo ho shit in

who's to you
outta the hell these inmates gone
from the 3 halves of a group(?)
doubt if is normal
and
it's to call
who would try to you
one kid from my caught a carved spoon through his navel
can save you
even C.O's try to grave you painful to even know
those that are most faithful, betray you
I lay
cause I ain't the least
try and get out on work release
praying the system work with me
cause I ain't to see three hots(?) and a cot
so I
that ain't my baby pop
my don't stop

so until that dayi'm and set free
who's going sex me,
my mind is based on making my next G
now see
on me as a juvenile
no more foul, the penile
possesses me with a smoother
Blessing my mental with
to map shit, graphics
fuck it, I ain't with hustling
So wiser man, with ideas and liver
mature and for sure
I saw all my could stand
sit and try to design these words of
to define what occurs when you're time
blurs the mind
behind bars, scars are signs of times
i'm trapping myself inbetween lines
cause I trying to see three hots(?) and a cot
so I
ain't my plot baby pop
my don't stop