Luyện nghe bài hát Promised Land

Sometimes I
Man, how long is it be for my people to come out
Man we strugglin', it's sometimes
But tomorrow's than yesterday

I was born in the slums, from day one
Ray Charles vision, blinded by the from the sun
No navigation, no of direction, darker complexion
Made it hard to live, dad how you fathered kids?

on the highway of life, left us out to die
Left us out to dry, I'm still here, my mother's
Nigga, no father figures make niggaz through the years
Went to war with niggaz from I saw in the picture

Now your son is bigger, 13 but like you
Moms said I grow up and be just like you
what you did to my sister she disliked you
Sixteen, eleventh grade, at me, just like you

Gunnin' for riches, runnin', project fences
Street corners to Arizona, how I my digits
And I'm far finished, gamin' 'til my coffee diminish
Why pray for the when mines just beginnin'

Only son by our mother, no brothers, only sisters by one
Every I kissed one I missed one, let me explain
Eight years before the game, came with pain
Watch the fate of my family slain, would see good times again

Cursed with pain by a nigga with no
My father, have the same name as his father
My grandfather wouldn't believe, he pulled up our tree
I can see him rollin' over in his

I'm left with often, of how could you molest your daughter
They say that's ten times worse manslaughter
Man you oughta, be in a grave
But it wasn't my call, so instead you sat in a

High-powered, and fifty pound
Six-five coward, woulda been in an hour
you was scared to take a shower, scared of the yard
Your end is near, you shoulda scared of God, motherfucker

All my listen
I stay a step ahead of the rest of
Why I gotta keep a for y'all
I made it dog, I still stress for y'all?

Funny how my folks rap money stretch so far
Pray to God my niggaz, see through all the and the cars
I'm tryin' to invest in what's ours, a couple of years dog
I'll turn your stress and your scars

Into chairs and green grass in your yard
I'm tryin' to watch my wrestlin' yours
Not to get 'em ready for school and strap a vest on 'em all
I sometimes it get hard

Keep your up mami, reach for the stars
Havin' a child is a blessing from God
You just gotta work hard, can't let your youngest star in that bar
I feel your pain, this shit is my heart

But where and do we start, listen to the voice in back of my mind
Can't reach all my women so I attack it in
I know what you're feelin', I'm wipin' ya tears ma, it could in time
For now I your tear strife sufferin', imagine it mine