Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon

C'mon

he was a kid he was the joker
Low potential, straight
Class clown, off out the back door
Long hair leave a grease on the black board
honey take off that bra
Tryin to hit a homerun in your garage
He loved graffiti, it him
Creeped down the alley a can of rustoleum
Canvas, that surface
He learned quick to control the
If it aint buildin he burnt the
And no he dont give a what the curfew is
away all the saving grace
While them old folks about the way hes raised
Minneatmosphere
Get ya running from the cops just for here
Well what do ya he got older
to apply what childhood showed him
Everybody left out in cold
To try to how to manage all that weight on his shoulders
We all want the easy life a piece of the pie that'll keep us
So turn it up til' the cry
And don't quit til' you reach the sky,

c'mon

And as an adult he a good look
Stayed away from the and the crooks
Even though he from the same neighborhood
So he fully that gang textbook
original be individual
Push the pedal and never settle for the
Feed your look out for your people
and let live and each one teach those
Good luck get a defense
And i hope you can on your higher sense
Blanked let em grow for
The followers, felons, the soldiers
Hey rapper, we know it stop
But forget about the folks on your block
hey dopeman you doin with the cash crop
fuckin up fat, fuckin up fellow have nots
hey preacher,
is that the house you in
the kitchen
hey dont bother
even as a kid i only played and robbers
headphone
pacifists
i aint saying you kill cops
just look at your life check its built off