Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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Blessings in to the children
They say life is 5 days
Words of a old man with silver in his wheel chair
His eyes were while describin' what lies before me

Said evil and jealous men would try to destroy me
It occurred to me, this old nigga's words couldn't be
I'm on top now, drama, I'll have ta kill ya
animals and sweetness, sharks smell blood in water

Ishmael, Moses and Gob, moved a order
Shit is plastic material, havin' no
I crash and leave it no matter the price
As long as I survive, coppin' the

Circle the where the beef's at
And park in front of my enemy's
They see that it's war we stealers
tip, lead busters there's no heaven or hell

Dead is dead,
And your soul is god
Your mind keeps to earth
your own murder reoccur

For struggle, every strip, and every ghetto
For every nigga toned in the and heavy metal
For every that's born
And every gone
And for every breathin'
Live to see mornin'

For ever struggle, every strip, and ghetto
For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy
For child that's born
And every gone
And for every brotha
to see another mornin'

It's nigga the streets glory many die for me
Got knocked 3 to 9's, went to trial for me
Basically I'm just reality loaded with stories
Of lust, greed, and contempt no is exempt

Extended clip hoods barricaded for 6 blocks
I sip shots, watchin' em pitch rocks
All you pictures of my pain
Illustrate the in vain

Fallin' deep into the of the game
This is for the sickest state of
In these fatal times, vesh
Nickel plated nine and from the dime

Hear the sounds of baby's cry
Still I'm sayin' why do we
In the with a million ways to die
high to relieve the pain

Breathin' in the game,
and the shame, misery and strain
What the fuck will tomorrow
Look at anthrax, I stand back
Hopin' I it through tomorrow

My is a art gallery, right
With of crucifixes
to save me from all the dangers in the music business
Was once a young hangin' with youth offenders

But since I tasted paper it losin the friendships
Watchin' kids freeze in winters, they still
How could I tease them benz's and feel no remorse
Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, colors clashin'

Red stones, stones, red bones and black ones
Fuck did I expect bucket seats in a lex
And spendin' time in chuckie with little des
Got guns when I'm my daughter

Hate to bring a violent in her presence
She knows daddy taught her, it's lessons
Black princess a ugly world
I put my life up for yours, see I love girl

Could you believe my shadow's jealous
My skin is mad at my flesh, my hates my own bones
My brain my heart, my heart makes the songs
Though my songs from the father

I'm lonely...
Hold me, it's darker

For ever struggle, strip, and every ghetto
For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy
For child that's born
And every nigga
And for brotha breathin'
Live to see another

For ever struggle, strip, and every ghetto
For every toned in the pain and heavy metal
For every that's born
And every gone
And for brotha breathin'
Live to see another