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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I lay low key, 'cause I ain't
to get out early on work release
Prayin' the system work me

'Cause I ain't tryin' to see three hots and a cot 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 don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

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

Blessin' my mental mathematics to map shit through graphics
Fuck it, I with hustlin' backwards
A wiser man with ideas and liver
More mature and for done saw all my eyes can stand

Sittin', tryin' to design words of mine
To define what occurs when you're servin'
Stress just the mind
Behind bars scars are signs of hard
I'm trappin' myself in between lines

But I tryin' to see three hots and a cot till I rot
That my plot, baby pop
My world stop
(Your world stop)

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

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

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

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