Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop (Original Version)

Yeah, for those locked in Comstock
My peoples in San Quentin and Clinton
Rikers Island, Rikers Island, Island
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My kid from my tomb's caught a carved spoon his navel
Nothin' can 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 ain't
to get out early on work release
Prayin' the 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 stop

(Your world 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)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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