Luyện nghe bài hát The Major Leagues

He started running down the middle of the
Bare feet, looking he needs a little to eat
Broad daylight, the school kids are at him
It doesn't matter, battling a traffic jam
A Pacman tryna up a quarter
Joystick, put score in the corner
Running from the ghosts you get that pill
Gotta hit the wall when you wanna still
He's used to sell crack, back
I it was him and his weird fat cousin
The last that you would've guessed at it
was "Black Planet" and "Sex Packets"
A time ago in a hood
is still relatively close as the crow flies
No to grieve or bleed
Tryna find a way to fulfill needs

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Such temptation, what's the
Cutthroat rages, the razor
Stuck in a phase of must get here
rush, raised up to the majors

I was at my dad's crib
still a kid, my best friend began to drift
So I I was a lame
cause I wasn't with the game, motherfuck
Yeah I know you didn't to be broke
It's a common excuse for those that dope
If momma had knew, I know she'd throw blows
moved here from Chicago to grow
You got a tool up of your coat
And you got no clue why you decided to
I never even said to the bloke
I would see him around but never try to
But we are two decades later
I'm to see what the kingpin's days made of
You got to be Scarface
Caught between a rock and a place
Maybe he got to say to me
I to patiently wait and see
that heaven has a vacancy for dope fiends
Cause I know he never made it to the major

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