Luyện nghe bài hát Trauma

Used to be a
of a fire

Uh, my used to
Pray she'd see me in Yale
It's fucked up she see me in jail
On the with Lil Papi
It even though I seemed to be well
got a smoker
With a key to my cell,
And worst, my judge
Black don't wanna see me do
It's either that or people for sale
Gave me two to four like
"Fuck your life, me in hell"
And let it burn like
You look stupider
impress them people in
Power power abusin' us
For 44 dollars a
You coward they ya
Is it self-hate made you send me upstate?
where the so-called
"Real niggas" sweeping up for
And that's your time
If you ain't got no money, you online
Hey your son
Call your daughter just to them more prime
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 fuck paper up
He puttin' holes him
And you just make it home
So you can it to him
And people ain't finna
no parole to ya
They want blood, we all
a noose on our neck
Marcelli mom died
He use my collect
And he won't make it to the
he give 'em a check
We still niggas though, you expect?

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

Ain't no PTSDs, them drugs it at ease
They shot boy 20 times
When they told him just freeze
put him in a cop car
But they let him bleed
The ambulance, they baby, just breathe
That's what the old said when she screamed
nightmare on Elm Street
Friday the
And in the amendment,
It say that we kings
They say we legally slaves
If we go to the
They told Kaep' up if
You play for a team
And all his teammates
a thing (Stay woke)
If you don't for nothing
You fall for something
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 money get
Check it, and don't kill you
Now, they just you out of your 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 blood on the pavement
How you wake up in the mornin' evil?
Uhh,
When them drugs got a of your mama
And the judge got a hold on your
Go to school, bullet in the locker

How many times you me
To jail to know I won't fail
Invisible shackles on the
shit, I'm on bail
I from selling out arenas
Now shit, I'm on
cold nights starting to feel like hell, uhh
Watching a black woman my freedom
Almost made me hate my
they label you felon
It's like telling you they not equal
11 years going to knowing
They keep you or drive you crazy
23 in a cell, somebody save me
I'm on a jail card, trying to explain it to my
I gotta do the calendar twice, and that's a

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