Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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

Said evil bitches and jealous men would try to me
It occurred to me, this old nigga's words be realer
I'm on top now, slightest drama, I'll have ta ya
animals and sweetness, sharks smell blood in water

Ishmael, and Gob, moved a divine order
Shit is material, havin' no life
I crash whips and leave it no matter the
As long as I survive, the five

the block where the beef's at
And park in front of my eyes
They see that war we life stealers
Hollow tip, lead busters there's no heaven or

Dead is dead,
And your is with god
Your keeps lurkin' to earth
Watchin' own murder reoccur

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

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

It's blitz the streets glory many die for me
Got knocked refused 3 to 9's, to trial for me
Basically I'm just reality with vast stories
Of lust, greed, and contempt no street is

Extended clip hoods barricaded for 6 blocks
I sip shots, watchin' em hustlers pitch
All you paintin' of my pain
the city in vain

Fallin' into the pits of the game
is for the sickest state of mind
In these fatal times, crimes
plated nine and niggas from the dime

Hear the of them baby's cry
Still I'm why do we reside
In the ghetto a million ways to die
Stayin' high to the pain

in the game, exhalin'
Guilts and the shame, misery and
the fuck will tomorrow bring
Look at anthrax, I stand through
Hopin' I make it through

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

But since I tasted paper it started the friendships
kids freeze in winters, they still poor
How could I tease them with benz's and feel no
Drivin' past them in the lively fashion, diamond clashin'

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

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

Could you believe even my jealous
My skin is mad at my flesh, my flesh my own bones
My hates my heart, my heart makes the songs
Though my songs come the father

I'm lonely...
Hold me, gettin' darker

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

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