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

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

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

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

Plus spiritual pain can forth physical reign
And knowledge of self how else can a criminal change?
And locked up just ain't 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 it makes all end up the same from blowin' backs out
5 to 15, seein' the bean until max out
Misbehavin', actin' like cavemen
I witnessed brave men that gave in, and turned to gay men

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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