Luyện nghe bài hát Monsters In My Head

[Game - 1]
I'm sitting here watching my daughter being
Feel like I should thank God that nothing wrong
in my days I was headed straight for the graveyard
Running from school cause never stay far
Wear my colors watching colors chasing after my brothers
Cause they was always into shit, good thing we had different
Playing in the streets with the homies
And local dealers kicking back making money cause the crack fiend
Was always there so I start selling that cane cause nobody cared
Mama at the post office working late night shift
Taking care of my sisters cause my daddy wasn't
Sweating over the stove and on a clothes
Open the refrigerator like where did the go?
to do whatever I can to be a man, hope you understand
Even when shit goes wrong it's part of plan, Amen

Now I lay me to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to keep
me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with monsters in my
the bed, underneath the bed

[Game - 2]
Laying here staring at this poster on my wall
Banging Dogg spinning this basketball, what the f-ck is going on?
In a n-gga head, all of my homies gone to jail, or end up dead
Got my first tattoo tear when I was 19, a pipe dreams
Chrenshaw chilling, that was the night scene
And like the movies, act a fool
When you pushing a beemer, who gives a f-ck about a
Mom's curfew, but I was breaking all the rules
Kicked a n-gga out the house so I started my crew
a little bigger on my own, in the 12 grade crips scheming on me
Cause they know my trap self made, to get by or getting high
That's how I survived, be a leader not a follower, that's how them die
Pay 'em no mind but my chrome to the end of time
Feeling like no n-gga can see me I think they're going

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to Lord my soul to
me up before I'm dead
Don't bury me monsters in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with in my head
Underneath the bed, the bed

[Game - 3]
Seemed like yesterday a n-gga was only 21
the little homies how to use a f-cking gun
Now look I become, n-gga was on the run
the coptom slums, they right, like father like son
but I'm missing days when I couldn't roll up a blunt
Bust the windows out of cars just to only it once
Yeah them was the days but now a n-gga getting
Pouring down rose for my in the grave
My n-gga Big Will and my P D
Feel like we was just running in the streets
And I swear to God funny how the fly
And the only thing certain is we all die
So let your fly

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to my soul to keep
Wake me up before I'm
Don't bury me with in my head, yeah
Monsters in my head, with in my head
the bed, underneath the bed