Luyện nghe bài hát Shallow Days

Time and time, a asks why
The rhyme is not laced with a touch
I said "Simply because I don't live way
Still kickin' them rhymes and rough"
"But won't sell,
you gotta keep it real
so that we can
where you're from
Because streets is ill so if you ain't
niggas in rhymes
your sound's just bubble gum"
I said "I won't contribute to
I'd try to cultivate an inner side
and try to the frustrated ghetto mind
The devil and his army never been a of mine"
"But niggas don't wanna hear shit" said the brother
Who was obviously misled and yelled out
"murder murder, kill, murder" instilled in the parts
Of our heads

days, you never wanna
Let a brother be a
inner to the outer
Caught up, and all them nights
Can't cause everywhere that I look
frontin, and it just ain't right

I said "Don't you know the that be
are using people as pawns, we
until they see us all and outta the scene"
And as I the chronic, he said "look at where I be,
I to get a job for real,
But all my homies hit licks, and rob and
and keep fat pockets in a rut to catch ground
this in, plus who could you trust?"
I said "I'm all about mine,
but neglecting be getting left behind.
Why don't you your environment?"
He "This is all I know,
my fam's all that I got, I can't go"
I said "You make it for the fam"
"Damn," he said "I didn't the ghetto,
The ghetto the man"
I said "You're than just that,"
Shook his hand, said "Damn, you find a way
To break the devil's plan, peace"

The word peace is just an
to say bye when it's time to jet
And them red black and green
Was all just part of the trend, I
Hardly ever see them brothers' necks no more
Instead of gold, gats
Inspiring and macks
Who at the young age of
Be more drama than war veterans
Instead of learning laws
And is a voice who we enlist at
To how we be feeling about this and that
But music does life
And kids look up to what portraying
And mimic you act like
time for a new day
An era in rap, styles,
them aware of the happenings
But their ears more steered towards
Self-annihilation so many might
And write this off, I'm out here just
wind, maybe label us soft or unreal,
Something they feel, while they keep yellin
Murder murder murder, kill kill