Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain goes away
They say I should these streets behind me
But it's so to escape
Oh lord please send me an
To lead me out of this
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far to better days

1]
First thing I to do is say what up to T.I.
King of the now everybody see why
I'm just driving and how I survived here
And I ain't Dre and Eminem in five years
sounds Shady right, I live a crazy life
So many thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white
I could tell you about the but I ain't here for that
Goin' out Big and Pac I fear for that
this lambo and put six holes in it
Shatter the glass and my body exposed in it
the doors up and let all my demons out
And I can see my brother now cause that's what I've dreamin' bout
I thinking bout bitches and pulling beamers out
I'm thinking about my sons safety everytime they the house
I know how to it out the hood, I've seen the route
And heres the proof, me, Venus and out

Been this pain inside for so long
Though the never goes away
They say I should these streets behind me
But it's so to escape
Oh lord send me an angel
To lead me out of this
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to days

2]
I'm sitting on these stairs at this bout to start a verse
And somewhere in the world somebody to start a hearse
me who inside it, who son is that
And how he get now tell me who gun was that
I ain't confessed definetely ain't saying snitch
But if you killed the nigga, help his dig his ditch
I'm from a hood were niggas gotta there gun cocked
And kids were Dre beats to stop the of gunshots
But at least they got the Dre
Cause kids in ain't even got shoes on they feet
And I've it with my own eyes
At the same time I'm picking flies off my own
Can you feel that, if you can hear them
You can feel the in Mike Tyson and his baby mother
They lost their baby daughter and she was only
She never got a chance to blossom on the tree

Been this pain inside for so long
Though the rain never goes
They say I leave these streets behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord please me an angel
To lead me out of this
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to better

3]
We got a new president and I love that he
But I'm a ask him Bush, were the soldiers at?
Now move the camera to New Orleans the soldiers at
The water dried up well nigga do you know your
We all juveniles, we all been some trials
And some tribulations, I'm in booth pacin'
What do I say next should I talk some cars
Or the next chapter of my life and you all my scars
Or my bullet wounds, and my wounds
I can't show you I covered 'em up tattoos
I can't do nothing but the truth
On probation smoking, patron before I hit the booth
You makin' songs for the club when niggas
I'm make 'em for the ride home, when thinking
One minute you here, next minute is tragic
And this a Jim track now feel the static

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
the rain never goes away
They say I should leave streets behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord please me an angel
To me out of this place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far to better days