Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

Time and time, a asks why
The is not laced with a gangsta touch
I said "Simply because I live that way
Still them rhymes rugged and rough"
"But won't sell,
cause you keep it real
so we can feel
where you're from
Because these is ill so if you ain't
niggas in rhymes
your whole just bubble gum"
I "I won't contribute to genocide;
I'd rather try to cultivate an side
and try to evolve the ghetto mind
The devil and his army never been a of mine"
"But niggas don't wanna hear shit" said the brother
Who was obviously misled and yelled out
"murder murder, kill, murder" in the influential parts
Of our kids'

days, you never wanna
Let a brother be a
Fully inner to the
up, and all them hollow nights
Can't escape cause everywhere that I
People frontin, and it ain't right

I said "Don't you know the powers be
are people as pawns, devouring we
until they see us all and outta the scene"
And as I passed the chronic, he "look at where I be,
I to get a job for real,
But all my homies hit licks, and rob and
and keep fat pockets caught in a rut to ground
this in, plus who could you trust?"
I "I'm all about protecting mine,
but neglecting be getting left behind.
Why don't you your environment?"
He "This is all I know,
my fam's all that I got, I can't go"
I said "You make it for the fam"
"Damn," he said "I didn't the ghetto,
The made the man"
I said "You're than just that,"
Shook his hand, said "Damn, you gotta a way
To break the master plan, peace"

The word is just an expression
Used to say bye when time to jet
And them red black and green
Was all just of the trend, I guess
Hardly ever see around brothers' necks no more
Instead of gold, gats
gangstas and macks
Who at the young age of
Be seeing drama than war veterans
of learning God's laws
And is a voice who we enlist at
To how we be feeling about this and that
But music does life
And kids look up to what you're
And mimic what you act
time for a new day
An era in rap, styles,
Makin' them of the happenings
But their ears seem steered towards
so many might laugh
And this off, like I'm out here just
Blowing wind, maybe label us or unreal,
Something they can't feel, they keep yellin
Murder murder, kill kill kill