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

Yeah, for those that's locked in
My peoples sittin' in San and Clinton
Island, Rikers Island, Cracker's 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 board some after June
Met a couple of convicts that's way sick
It seem they dig my 'cause I be on some don shit

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

Plus pain can bring forth physical reign
And without knowledge of how else can a criminal change?
And bein' locked up just ain't the life for me 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 don't stop

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

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

And in here it makes all end up the same from blowin' out
5 to 15, seein' the until they max out
Misbehavin', actin' like cavemen
I witnessed brave men that gave in, and turned to gay men

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

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

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

I lay low key, I ain't Hercules
Tryin' to get out early on release
the system 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 don't stop, stop, stop)

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

So, that day I'm discharged and set free, fuck who's 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 penile possesed me with a style

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

Sittin', tryin' to design these words of
To define occurs when you're servin' time
Stress blurs the mind
Behind scars are signs of hard times
I'm myself in between these lines

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

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

(Your world 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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