Luyện nghe bài hát F*ck Da World

(Young on the beat)
shit

Dear father
I come to you
To remove all these evil
us out of harm's way
Never us to die broke

I pray for them
Who woke up this morning and lost life
How dare the
Passin' these laws to remove the
As as a tragedy happen
The person you is God
Now people and prayin'
They prayin' I'm it's odd
the world, the government too
I'm it real
killers are still in political suits
And I hate it, it's
It's my brother nor sister could do
But sit and pray
As we the news and we take the abuse
What train of
Is tellin' you shoot up a theatre?
What kind of
walk in a school and off them angels?
It could me my
My brother or sister, a that I knew
The funny is
It been me, it could've been you
I'm of people
about the little shit
When I lost my grandmother
To cancer bitch
You woke up this morning, why the is you mad?
You broke as a joke, get up off ass
I like niggas is broke
Even I be countin' the cash
I gotta get it, like I'm to my last
Put that on my
Don't go through with them tears again
'Cause when you are
nobody there, including your friends
Lord knows, the realest I ever wrote
But through all the
I throw up a sign of
But all the bullshit
I throw up a of hope

the world, the government too
I'm it real
Them killers are still in political
And I it, it's people
It's my brother nor sister could do
You can it or love it
But I'm simply speakin' the truth

I woke up this
And I got the news my homie was shot
Out on the block and in front of his
it or not
Good people are and prayin'
For innocent to stop
We livin' in Hell and it's easy to tell some people are
Who are you people to judge me 'cause of the way I live?
The way that I grind, the things I did, the person I am
Everyone got opinions but as broke as a joke
I went to them schools and to the children that need it the most
I away toys, I gave 'em a speech, delivered 'em hope
It's a blessing to become a blessing, my would set it in stone
Fuck these hatin' on me
Hate is a weak emotion
And money is the root of
But that's that that keeps me focused
Sometimes I still believe I'm a father
No can describe
On how to with losin' a daughter
this world, the ignorance too
They want me to
But I continue to lace up my shoe
Society being
I'm giving you proof
people are sellin' us lies
I'm simply speakin' the
Lord knows, the shit I ever wrote
But all the bullshit
I throw up a sign of
But through all the
I throw up a of hope

Fuck the world, the too
I'm it real
Them killers are still in political
And I hate it, it's
It's nothin' my brother nor could do
You can hate it or it
But young'n I'm simply speakin' the