Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

Sometimes I
Man, how long is it be for my people to come out
Man we strugglin', it's hard
But better than yesterday

I was in the slums, struggled from day one
Ray vision, blinded by the light from the sun
No navigation, no sense of direction, complexion
it hard to live, dad how you fathered your kids?

Stranded on the of life, left us out to die
Left us out to dry, I'm still here, my cries
Nigga, no father figures harder niggaz through the years
Went to war niggaz from what I saw in the picture

Now son is bigger, 13 but just like you
Moms said I would up and be just like you
From what you did to my she disliked you
Sixteen, grade, look at me, just like you

Gunnin' for riches, runnin', hoppin' project
Street corners to Arizona, how I earn my
And I'm far finished, gamin' 'til my coffee diminish
Why pray for the afterlife when just beginnin'

Only son by our mother, no brothers, sisters by this one
Every time I one I missed one, let me explain
Eight years the game, everything came with pain
Watch the fate of my family slain, would never see times again

Cursed with pain by a with no shame
My father, that have the same as his father
My grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our family
I can see him rollin' over in his

I'm with often, thoughts of how could you molest your daughter
say that's ten times worse than manslaughter
Man you oughta, be dead in a
But it my call, so instead you sat in a cage

High-powered, two-hundred and fifty
Six-five coward, been dead in an hour
Heard you was to take a shower, scared of the yard
Your end is near, you shoulda been of God, motherfucker

All my listen
I a step ahead of the rest of y'all
Why I gotta a vest for y'all
Though I made it dog, I still for y'all?

Funny how my think rap money stretch so far
Pray to God my niggaz, see all the checks and the cars
I'm to invest in what's ours, gimme a couple of years dog
I'll turn your tears stress and your

Into lawn and green grass in your yard
I'm tryin' to watch my kids wrestlin'
Not have to get 'em ready for and strap a vest on 'em all
I know it get hard

Keep your head up mami, for the stars
Havin' a child is a blessing from God
You just gotta hard, can't let your youngest star strip in that bar
I feel your pain, this is rippin' my heart

But where and when do we start, to the voice in back of my mind
Can't all my women so I attack it in rhyme
I know what you're feelin', I'm wipin' ya tears ma, it happen in time
For now I take tear strife sufferin', imagine it mine