Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

I see people hating people
Tell me what's the
your kid is hungry, you ain't got no money
the reason?

By the time of age I'm already decidin'
If I can protect mommy the hood by fightin'
Or a knife or a gun when I'm twenty-one
By by them hoods woulda pushed their way in our apartment
And we die then, so I been a young wreck in the projects
Watchin' them older niggaz pass pot and they man

I'm just a boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' their fingers at me
So I would go to school and try to get good
Teacher wrote mommy and kicked me outta school for braids
So she cussed them, said, "My son ain't no hoodlum"
They us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we come from
Got a older and now I see
Young wanted by the powers that be

I see people hating other
Tell me the reason
That your kid is hungry, you got no money
the reason?

For these wars we're fighting each other
after season
When you're workin' hard but there ain't comin'
the reason?

Uh, a black nanny and a baby
In a basket down 5th Ave
She never had it, it's not her's to begin
She gives it breakfast, and dinners
Treats it so tender while her own live alone at home
With no phone on ain't had a meal in so long
But so as mommy's a maid

Cookin' and cleanin', she feed her kids and her kids are dreamin'
Where's my daddy, who's my daddy, you seen him?
I could imagine them askin', type of human being
Could leave his family, go back to the
Was he locked up, shot up, he have freedom?
said, "Wipe your tears, keep readin'"
But daddy's somewhere, broken, feelin' defeated
A man feels he has to all
The world is his oyster, his pearl, so know

No, I can't find no
Why we can't all in peace
'Cause this world keeps
Yet still I'm wondering what's the

I see people hating other
Tell me what's the
When you're workin' but there ain't nothin' comin'
What's the

I a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive
She's intuitive, be on stupid shit
She called the cops she hated his mother
Now he doin' numbers, now she gay with her lover
How many niggaz gon' die summer?
I pump life in my music, but still life is a

There's a officer in a squad car, a prostitute serial killer
It's odd, huh? 'Cause the same cop in church with his wife
He's molestin' his son and she ignores it at
Little bad ass bastard, a match and kills Betty Shabazz
In her pad while she
said, "Prescott Bush funded Hitler while the world's in a twister"
Nigga, what you expect? Imagine next

I see hating other people
me what's the reason
That your kid is hungry, you got no money
What's the

For these wars we're with each other
after season
When you're hard, but there ain't nothing comin'
What's the

Uh, uh, man, man'll search the whole
for what, tryin' to conquer all
So what? To all my niggaz with kids
That love they kids, man, all the out there
To all the niggaz that tryin' to figure out what's what
Tryin' to be the biggest of the big, you
Yeah, yeah, forgive us
Gotta us for we know not what we do
Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, out and shit
man, man