Luyện nghe bài hát St. Ides

I think happiness the other way
Sometimes you have to wait
I believed in God
But things got so up
That I had to
I used to steal my Daddy's
Never thought it would turn into a
Thinkin', will be all right
If we could get thru the
see another Saturday
All the while where we know to go
Argue with the over who's gonna roll
Bumpin' Goodie Mob as food for the soul
Till two in the morning
When rain the windshield
And is still
Nothing is a big deal?
One hand on the wheel
And we be all right

I had a brown bag
St. in that motherfucker
In the city we smash
5-0 then you know I'm running
Crawling broken fences, when shit gets
You know who your is
And I perspective
Need to go to a where I lose reception
Looking at the pass by
Reflectin' on my past
I can barely remember last
Another morning, its the last time
would I be?
Can't start over if you get a new ID
I know the fancy me
But that don't mean that gets to dance with me

I bought a house, guessing what I own now (What?)
Traffic kinda slow now (What?)
I watch the population wild (What?)
A bunch of people I know now (What?)
My city's changed and I'm out
I about New York, maybe SoCal
Put up condos people afford now
Marks bulldozed tore down
Overpopulated but the is a ghost town
Keep a little real with me
When it goes
Lack of diversity, I think Sloane now
Only I would ever leave my hometown
If I drink, I would crack a 40 ounce
Parents finally left, moved away, and sold the house
It's really hard to it now
Wish that we could it out
couple sips pour it out
St.