Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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

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

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

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

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

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

For ever struggle, every strip, and every
For every nigga toned in the pain and metal
For child that's born
And nigga gone
And for every 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 loaded with vast
Of lust, greed, and contempt no street is

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

Fallin' deep into the pits of the
is for the sickest state of mind
In these times, vesh crimes
Nickel plated nine and niggas the dime

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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