Luyện nghe bài hát 100 Bars Of Truth Pt. 2

I rap with man that rap out loud what they rap about,
They rap to me in the house they live in to let the rap come out,
You can't rap about selling when you got rats in your house,
You're either dumb or not about it, you can't with your gun and rap about it,
Come on don! Think it,
But if it's beef, how the fuck you gonna sleep without it?
You can't be trappin' at the same time rappin' it to the masses,
Feds are watching, know who is on it and who is actors,
That's why they, raided the trap, got the flat, they seen the laptop,
the flat screen, the settee, the kitchen, took my mattress,
The phone call saying 'they're watching' and then you start to up,
Now I've got a little kid it's time I my act up,
years of bad luck,
I smoked my life and can't get it back,
Sometimes I sit and I'm just a sad fuck,
the, blood of a king, I'm asking god why we sin,
The reason I can think is coz the devils within,
The devils in our pocket, the in our bank, the devils in our plans,
The devils everywhere living in devilish land,
Now I got a devilish plan, I wanna take over the nest,
And fuck that bitch with his horns in my hand,
on the flames of hell coz health is true wealth,
That's why I gave my friend money, coz he proved he'd do the thing as well,
But nothing ain't worse than a fake friend, seeing as there ain't when,
you need your money back when you say you're late on paying rent,
You say die for me, I don't think you'll try for me,
Sitting back really, did he lie to me?
Or did I lie to him, down the line take the piss?
Or realise true love and business could never co-exist?
As as two friends, fighting over the same bitch,
Burning a bridge you need to cross and you shit's shit,
Designer clothes at eleven, because I to nick it,
Then hit peppermint smith and buy machine or paul smith,
Had a Fubu smith I could smoke a full spliff,
And smoking was a demon with me since I was semen,
Wondering if I got clean then I stop dreaming,
Having at night,
I'm awake smoking talking to myself coz noone else believes me!
Oh Lord help me! I don't you no more,
If you created everything, why'd did you go war?
Why did you create disease, so you can control the
We need to question what we're because nature's our only law,
Man travel than the speed of time, man control the weather,
Man can fly to Mars and back on, luxury leathers,
I ain't no dumb white pub cunt, I am clever!
But never listened in school, coz the teachers are told to us down,
Switched up my way of thinking, could've been a to the curricular system,
another brother no vision,
sold food so I could buy food, I've been homeless!
Poe-less, dro-less, dough-less, hoe-less walking, on my loners,
But I got back up on my feet, coz I never face defeat,
I was working so that I wouldn't think of pussy for weeks,
My uncle just died, and I didn't even cry is me?
Or is it that I know, he's finally resting in peace?
The few years of his life he got consumed by the streets,
So he looked knowing he would be consumed by the beast,
The time has now come, for the to decrease,
hold your, loved ones close or they won't be in reach,
I been studying some things most of man wouldn't believe,
but it'll much more than 100 bars to explain reality,
You won't understand until you're understanding theory,
don't to me listen to George Greenman that's in Harameen,
There are stars in the Universe than there are grains of sand on every desert in earth, now think, what are we really worth?
In the Qu'ran it says we go from sperm to baby, baby to man, man to old man then we go back to sand,
ain't no fucking god in the clouds, gods within our heart,
And god can't send you to if he lived in hell from the start,
why I rep for the roads, for the man that's on the dole, wearing umbro,
can't sleep at coz the house is so cold,
And he just had a girl and he can't pay his gas bill,
so he does crime he could lose his family as well,
Now he's behind the steel gates, the movable weight,
curling 4 plates in the gym thinking about his release date,
I do this for the man that give up no matter the case,
for the man no hope left, and they heart's full with hate,
For the thats on the staircase moving weight with a screw-face,
so one day, he can move him out of this place,
I tell it straight if we do crime, we're below the bread line,
We can't feed our fucking let alone a phone line,
They tell us we should be working, but there ain't jobs,
So the only way man can work is hustle and rob,
If you don't have to live it it's cool, if you live it cruel,
I wish I had to fucking live this at all,
My british 'trash', can't afford british gas,
Then you've got the nerve to call us 'chavs' coz we're living in council
Credit cards on the max, he got jacked,
Dad just died, mum went mad and started smoking crack,
Little and sister look like tramps wearing hand-me-down pants,
10p food cans, kitchens with roaches and ants,
I say your head high coz times are gonna get bad,
and learn to love, coz love's the hope that we have
I say keep your head high, are gonna get bad,
and to love, coz love's the only hope that we have