Luyện nghe bài hát Trauma

Used to be a
Dreamin' of a

Uh, my used to
Pray that see me in Yale
It's fucked up she see me in jail
On the visit with Lil
It hurt though I seemed to be well
got a smoker
With a key to my cell,
And worst, my judge
Black wanna see me do well
It's either or black people for sale
me two to four years like
"Fuck your life, me in hell"
And let it like Lucifer
You look stupider
Tryna them people in
Power when abusin' us
For 44 a hour
You coward using ya
Is it self-hate that you send me upstate?
This where the
"Real niggas" sweeping up for
And that's phone time
If you ain't got no money, you online
Hey your son
Call your daughter just to wish them more
Oh God, don't let them get a hold of 'em
Your daughter now
gon be a cold summer
Your son now and
homie giving nose to him
And if he that paper up
He puttin' holes him
And you just make it home
So you can it to him
And them people finna
Give no to ya
They want blood, we all
a noose on our neck
Marcelli mom just
He use my collect
And he make it to the wake
he give 'em a check
We still niggas though, what you

I won
I was on the with the reefa
And got us warring for our freedom
See my brother blood on the
How you up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
Uhh,
When them drugs got a hold of your
And the judge got a on your father
Go to school, bullet holes in the

Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs it at ease
They that boy 20 times
When they could've him just freeze
put him in a cop car
But they let him just
The ambulance, they baby, just breathe
That's what the old lady said she screamed
This on Elm Street
Friday the
And in the amendment,
It say that we kings
say that we legally slaves
If we go to the
They Kaep' stand up if
You wanna play for a
And all his ain't
Saying a (Stay woke)
If you don't stand for
You gon' fall for
And in the 60's, if you
You'd prolly be
But they don't you now
just take you out of your deal
Kill your account, look where get spilled
Check it, and they don't you
Now, they just take you out of deal
Kill your account, where money get spilled

I won
I was on the corner the reefa
And they got us warring for our
See my brother on the pavement
How you up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
Uhh,
When them drugs got a of your mama
And the judge got a on your father
Go to school, bullet in the locker

How many you send me
To jail to know that I won't
shackles on the king
'Cause shit, I'm on
I went selling out arenas
Now shit, I'm on
Them nights starting to feel like hell, uhh
a black woman take my freedom
Almost made me my people
When they you felon
It's like telling you they not equal
11 going to court knowing
They might keep you or you crazy
23 hours in a cell, somebody me
I'm on a jail card, trying to it to my baby
I gotta do the calendar twice, and a maybe

I won
I was on the with the reefa
And got us warring for our freedom
See my blood on the pavement
How you up in the mornin' feelin' evil?
Uhh,
When them got a hold of your mama
And the got a hold on your father
Go to school, holes in the locker