Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

I wake up to them rapping
every afternoon, be home soon
I see the board after june.
met a of convicts,
that's way beyond
it seems dig my style,
I be on some don shit.
laid back, I ran into brothers
wayback
those that I dig there be black - i'm real unclear on what he
actually here
I say jack
I stay in with the stars sun and moon
because bars your doomed if your mind can't consume
plus spiritual pain can bring forth physical
and knowledge of self
how else can a change?
and being locked up ain't the of me
shit is way too for me
"you're coming soon% sounds so nice to me
But you can bet, i'm bouncing out with mad
and if I get chopped, and knocked Pop
my don't stop

And in here it us all the same
for backs out five to fifteen
see you in the
they max out
mis behavin, acting like cavemen
I bravemen,
gave inside(?) minds turn to gay men
nobody's
crimes of prisoners to be preying(?)
on low shit layin sleep
get yo ho banged in

who's to you
outta the hell these inmates gone
the 3 halves of a four group(?)
doubt if is normal
and
it's hard to
who would try to you
one kid from my tomb a carved spoon through his navel
nothing can you
even C.O's try to grave you it's to even know
those are most faithful, will betray you
I lay
I ain't heard the least
try and get out on work release
praying the system will with me
cause I ain't to see three hots(?) and a cot
so I
that ain't my plot pop
my world stop

so until dayi'm discharged and set free
fuck going sex me,
my mind is more based on my next G
now see
nothing on me as a
no more moving foul, the
me with a smoother style
Blessing my mental mathematics
to map shit, graphics
it, I ain't with hustling backwards
So wiser man, with and liver plans
more mature and for
I saw all my eyes could
sit and try to design words of mine
to define what occurs you're serving time
blurs the mind
behind bars, are signs of hard 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 world don't