Luyện nghe bài hát Every Ghetto

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

Said evil and jealous men would try to destroy me
It occurred to me, old nigga's 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 material, havin' no life
I crash whips and it no matter the price
As as I survive, coppin' the five

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

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

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

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

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

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' into the pits of the game
is for the sickest state of mind
In these fatal times, vesh
Nickel plated nine and from the dime

Hear the sounds of them 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, and strain
What the fuck will bring
Look at anthrax, I back through
Hopin' I make it tomorrow

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

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

Red stones, blue stones, red bones and black
did I expect 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 in her presence
She knows what daddy her, it's lessons
Black princess it's a ugly
I put my life up for yours, see I that girl

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

I'm lonely...
Hold me, gettin' darker

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

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