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

I wake up to rappin' tunes every afternoon
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 'cause I be on some don shit

Laid back, I ran into brothers 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 behind bars you're doomed if your mind consume

Plus spiritual pain can 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, so nice to me

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

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

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

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

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

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

My kid from my tomb's caught a spoon through his navel
Nothin' can save you, even C.O.'s'll try to 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 system work 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 world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your world 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 more based on makin' 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 to map shit through graphics
Fuck it, I ain't hustlin' backwards
A wiser man with and liver plans
mature and for sure done saw all my eyes can stand

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

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

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

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

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

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