Luyện nghe bài hát Now I Feel Ya

...it's a new day... ya what I'm sayin'?

A new day, brings a new problem to a
And all I gots ta say is God for my mother
Cause my mommy dear my life would've been joke
Either locked up playin' dead and still dope but nope
The lord he had a for me
And with his help, my mother a man of me
Didn't blindfold me to the we was livin' in
Taught me how to save my dividends
So when I graduated I'd have a little school
But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school
And flunked outta school with the pole
And my mother dear at home with a sad soul
my mother worked the fingers to the bone
Cause we was alone, and me I bought a home
My real pops he out with the style
So I respect my stepdad, for another nigga's child
So now we livin'
Taught me the game and how to be
But then I couldn't see it
I wanted to be a man at fourteen so the kid's leavin'
And ended up in a big
And told me not to come home until I got my right
So now I'm in my grandma's home
My strong, she's got nine kids of her own
And keepin' me no big deal
But now that I'm older I see just how the shit feels
Being kind-hearted, not wantin' to me no
though my grandfather just had a stroke
And now the low
And pretty a brother's gonna have ta go
Or either try to find a job so I can out
I'm in the ghetto, I gots ta get out
And when I get out I try to pave the way
So my can have a better place to stay
I'm losin' all hope, a brother's short
I can't cope, so now I'm slangin'
And now my granny knows I'm wrong
She prayin' for me heavily
Take care of her
And the lord must of heard her
Cause he made me get a
And got me on up there
I heard my mother say them is gonna kill ya
You couldn't have told me nothin' back
But now I ya...

I'm eighteen, and now I'm big fun
My baby's mother had my first son
May eleven, I never forget the day
A star's born, let's name him scarface
My first born and yo I'm a proud
I son, I gots ta be my son's father
And sellin ain't the way that I can get ahead
But what the hell, I gots ta my baby fed
I buy him milk, and tryin ta do my part
And he's my son, I ta try to make him hard
I buy him clothes, and not the tonka toys
Because the tonka toys will punk my boy
And I don't want my son to look at
Through a replica of reality tryin' to it life-like
But yet and I let my son be a kid
Just give him up the real, like my momma did
So when he gets to be a man he'll
The game I gave him way back when he used to skate
And now my son is four old
I really gots ta give the real and try to play the father's
Because these he'll remember most
So it's all about marcus and me becomin' close
But I got a obstacles
If it ain't my line of it's the girlies on my popsicle
Now got my baby
Wantin' to have hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy
"it's daughter, don't she look like you? "
I just can't tell, why you take it to ma momma do
Because my mother the real deal
All hoochies poppin' coochie tryin' to get a free meal
So now we in and outta
Tryin' to get mo money, braggin' om the support
Tellin' her friends that she's me
Now eveybody knows, that she was fakin' g
Come to out, the girl never had me
She's the baby's mother but me I ain't the baby's
And tests can prove
You gotta get up off of me and go after the dude
But now I got a real daughter
No need for the
I that I'm the baby's father
I heard my daddy say them hoes try ta kill ya
You couldn't have told me nothin' then
But now I ya...

I ya...

Now I'm and finally got a grip on life
It's nineteen ninety-three, I put away my pocket
And got a bigger to fight with
I'm young and so my choice ain't a nightstick
Because we livin' in a set
And everyday, we face to face with
I seen my go and come
And day is just somethin we can't run from
So I know my comin' up
So I gotta protect myself suckers who be runnin' up
And even though I hate off my own kind
I gotta be a man and as a man I'm a defend
My brother corners to keep the neighbourhood at peace
Don't fight each other, we gots ta stand and the beast
So united we but we gonna fall quick
Because we always to take another brother's shit
And the cops is in the vote
Just because we comin' up quick think we slang dope
shootin' ta kill, they gas ain't sparkin' goods
They shot my long time partner rudy in blood
And now the story's all up
And if gave the cop the chair
I wouldn't give a fuck
Because she left my partner's family memories
And after hearin' this I you don't remember me
But yet in still I it hard for me to stay in touch
I see his parents and then I breakin' up
Because I know what you did was
But you realize until you dead and gone
It ain't no justifiable homicide, you never a warning
You straight up shot him from
But all the cryin' in the world ain't gonna him back
You give a gat to a black he don't how to act
But you gotta tell your story to the
Not the imitation judge, the that everybody loves
And if the man grants you forgiveness
Then in reality you took of your business
But regardless I know you wanna me
But I ain't goin' out dat
Ya me?

...yeah