Luyện nghe bài hát Can-o-corn

Back in the when I was a young buck
Stuck like a truck gettin' outta luck
Times was and I didn't have a plan
I was on the edge of my life as a man

It's really fucked up there's dope in the crib
No food in the for the motherfuckin' kids
That's why a young nigga how to steal, see
Shopliftin' laid me a whole meals

But I remember days when the cupboard was
And life was but who the fuck cares?
I hear momma, what she used to tell me
That you don't get in this life for free

And even if I never make it to the mountain top
Fuck it! I for my hip-hop
Not everybody can to what I been through
Even some front and they try to pretend to

Know about the of a kid and the strife
Where he has to live in the shadow of a pipe
Good to bad, bad goes to worse
And pretty he's stealin' from his own momma's purse

So clean out ya ears and open up eyes
I reach out to touch but somebody the sky
My stomach is growlin', word is
'Cause all I had for dinner was a

A can-o-corn,a
All I had for was a can-o-corn
A can-o-corn, a
I went to school, I had a can-o-corn

A can-o-corn, a
I tried to get full off a
A can-o-corn, a
That's all the that we had in the kitchen

A few years later, I pledge a to the set
I'm growin' up but I ain't yet
It's funny how the strain in a life filled with
Can sometimes leave a bitch stained on the

I'm sittin' in the restaurant, my food like a eagle
up scraps like a seagull
Waitin' on the people at the table to leave a tip
So I can put it in my

Phoney easter bunny, Santa Claus and the
We was poor as so we ate a lot of pork
And it ain't no way no how
it come up, I let you bring me down

So I stick to the and I'm down with a mad group
Of and hoodlums, but you can call 'em 'Scroops'
Give me or give me death
'Cause a man pride ain't got shit left

And now that I'm older with of my own
I put me in the pot it used to be a bone
self together, word is born
'Cause a man can't live on a