Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

I see people hating other
Tell me what's the
your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
What's the

By the time of age nine I'm already
If I can protect from the hood by fightin'
Or usin' a knife or a gun I'm twenty-one
By by then them hoods woulda pushed way in our apartment
And we die then, so I been a young nervous wreck in the
Watchin' older niggaz pass pot and they high man

I'm just a boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' trigger fingers at me
So I go to school and try to get good grades
Teacher wrote mommy and me outta school for havin' braids
So she cussed them, said, "My son no motherfuckin' hoodlum"
They judged us, that we dumb 'cause where we come from
Got a little and now I see
Young niggaz by the powers that be

I see people hating people
Tell me the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no
What's the

For these wars we're with each other
Season after
you're workin' hard but there ain't nothing comin'
What's the

Uh, picture a black and a baby
In a pushin' down 5th Ave
She never had it, not her's to begin with
She it breakfast, baths and dinners
Treats it so tender while her own kids live at home
With no phone on had a good meal in so long
But so long as mommy's a

Cookin' and cleanin', she wanna feed her kids and her kids are
Where's my daddy, my daddy, have you seen him?
I could imagine them askin', what type of human
Could leave his family, go back to the
Was he locked up, shot up, does he have
said, "Wipe your tears, keep readin'"
But daddy's somewhere, broken, feelin' defeated
A man he has to conquer all
The world is his oyster, his pearl, so y'all

No, I can't no reason
Why we can't all live in
'Cause this world keeps
Yet still I'm wondering the reason

I see people other people
Tell me what's the
you're workin' hard but there ain't nothin' comin'
What's the

I a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive
She's intuitive, be on some stupid
She the cops 'cause she hated his mother
Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay her lover
How many niggaz die this summer?
I life in my music, but still life is a wonder

There's a in a squad car, he's a prostitute serial killer
It's odd, huh? 'Cause he's the same cop in church with his
He's molestin' his son and she it at night
Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Betty
In her pad while she
They said, "Prescott Bush Hitler while the world's in a twister"
Nigga, what you expect? what's next

I see people hating other
me what's the reason
That kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
the reason?

For wars we're fighting with each other
after season
When you're workin' hard, but there ain't comin'
What's the

Uh, uh, man, man'll the whole planet
Looking for what, tryin' to all
So To all my niggaz with they kids
That love they kids, man, all the daddies out
To all the niggaz that died tryin' to figure out what's
Tryin' to be the biggest of the big, you
Yeah, yeah, forgive us
Gotta forgive us for we know not we do
Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, buggin' out and
man, man