Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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

Said evil bitches and jealous men try to destroy me
It occurred to me, this old words couldn't be realer
I'm on top now, slightest drama, I'll have ta ya
'Cause animals and sweetness, sharks smell in water

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

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

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

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

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

It's blitz nigga the glory many die for me
Got refused 3 to 9's, went to trial for me
Basically I'm reality loaded with vast stories
Of lust, greed, and no street is exempt

Extended shots 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 of mind
In fatal times, vesh crimes
Nickel nine and niggas from the dime

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

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

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

But since I paper it started 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, blue stones, red and black ones
Fuck did I expect bucket seats in a lex
And spendin' time in chuckie with little des
Got guns I'm with my daughter

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

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

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

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

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