Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

I see people hating people
me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you got no money
the reason?

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

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

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

For these we're fighting with each other
after season
When workin' hard but there ain't nothing comin'
the reason?

Uh, a black nanny and a baby
In a pushin' down 5th Ave
She never had it, not her's to begin with
She gives it breakfast, baths and
Treats it so while her own kids live alone at home
With no on ain't had a good meal in so long
But so long as a maid

Cookin' and cleanin', she feed her kids and her kids are dreamin'
Where's my daddy, who's my daddy, you seen him?
I could imagine them askin', what of human being
Could leave his family, go back to the
Was he locked up, shot up, does he freedom?
said, "Wipe your tears, keep readin'"
But daddy's somewhere, spirit broken, feelin'
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 in peace
'Cause this keeps spinning
Yet still I'm wondering what's the

I see people hating people
me what's the reason
When you're hard but there ain't nothin' comin'
What's the

I know a girl, her was a fugitive
She's intuitive, be on some shit
She called the cops 'cause she his mother
Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay with her
How many niggaz gon' die this
I pump life in my music, but still life is a

There's a officer in a car, he's a prostitute serial killer
It's odd, huh? he's the same cop in church with his wife
molestin' his son and she ignores it at night
Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Shabazz
In her pad she slept
They said, "Prescott funded Hitler while the world's in a twister"
Nigga, what you Imagine what's next

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

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

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