Luyện nghe bài hát St. Ides

I think happiness the other way
Sometimes you just to wait
I never in God
But things got so up
That I had to
I used to steal my cabernet
Never thought it would into a rattlesnake
Thinkin', will be all right
If we get thru the week
see another Saturday
All the while we know where to go
Argue with the homies who's gonna roll
Bumpin' Goodie Mob as food for the soul
it's two in the morning
When hits the windshield
And everything is
Nothing really is a big
One hand on the wheel
And we be all right

I had a brown bag
St. Ides in motherfucker
In the city where we
5-0 then you know I'm running
Crawling broken fences, when gets hard
You know who your is
And I perspective
Need to go to a where I lose reception
at the satellites pass by
Reflectin' on my life
I can barely remember night
morning, swear its the last time
Where I be?
start over if you don't get a new ID
I know the fancy me
But that don't mean motherfucker gets to dance with me

I bought a house, second guessing I own now (What?)
Traffic moving slow now (What?)
I watch the grow wild (What?)
A bunch of people I don't now (What?)
My city's and I'm zoned out
I thought New York, maybe SoCal
Put up condos can't afford now
Marks bulldozed been tore
but the city is a ghost town
Keep a little real with me
it goes down
Lack of diversity, I think about now
Only reason I would leave my hometown
If I still drink, I would crack a 40
Parents left, moved away, and they sold the house
really hard to ignore it now
Wish that we could it out
couple sips pour it out
St.