Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon

C'mon

he was a kid he was the joker
Low potential, mediocre
Class clown, sneak off out the door
Long hair a grease spot on the black board
honey take off that bra
Tryin to hit a homerun in your garage
He loved graffiti, it him
Creeped the alley with a can of rustoleum
Canvas, that flat
He learned to control the nervousness
If it aint buildin he the bridge
And no he dont a damn what the curfew is
Chased away all the grace
While them old folks bitch the way hes raised
Minneatmosphere
Get ya running from the cops just for here
Well what do ya he got older
Trying to apply what showed him
left out in that cold
To try to learn how to manage all 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,

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And as an adult he took a look
Stayed away from the and the crooks
Even though he came the same neighborhood
So he understood that gang textbook
Stay be individual
Push the pedal and never for the typical
your children look out for your people
Live and let live and one teach those
Good luck get a defense
And i you can depend on your higher sense
emcees let em grow for
The followers, felons, the fallen
Hey rapper, we know it don't
But don't about the folks on your block
hey dopeman what you doin with the crop
fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up 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
aggressive
i aint saying you gotta kill
just look at your life what its built off