Luyện nghe bài hát Underdog

This is for my folkers who got overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got love for the

This is for my folkers who got bills
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who lived like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got for the underdog

I raise this glass for the ones who die
And the who get fed intravenously
Somebody's mom caught a job and a welfare fraud
When she breathe, she swear it feels like plastic around her face

turned off and it's the third month, the rent is late
Thoughts of homeless, crying till you hyperventilate
permeates the air then sets in your ear
The kids play with that one toy they how to share

Coming home don't never to be a celebration
Bills, they up on the coffee table like they're decorations
Big ol' of peanut butter, big ass glass of water
Makes the subside, save the real food for your daughter

You feel like swingin' haymakers at a truck
You feel like laughing so it seems you don't give a fuck
You feel like getting so high, you smoke a damn crop
You feel crying but you think that you might never stop

Homes with no heat stiffen your joints arthritis
If this was fiction, it'd be easier to this
Some folks try to like they so above you
They'd tear this motherfucker up if they really you

This is for my who got bills overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who never like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got love for the

There's certain tricks of the trade to try and your defeat
taking tupperware to an all you can eat
Returning used shit for new saying you your receipt
And writing four figure checks when your accounts

Then all your pile up about a mile up
Thinkin' about a you can dial up to help you out this foul stuff
Whole sleepin' on a futon while you're clippin' coupons
Eatin' tryin' to get full off the croutons

'Crosstown, the is identical
Somebody's getting strangled by the and its tentacles
raise questions to be solved
A lot of are broke, a lot of homeless got jobs

You can make 8 bones an till you pass out and still be assed out
Most pyramid schemes let you cash out
They say this generation makes the pray
But crime rises consistent with the rate

You take the workers and jobs, you're gonna murders and mobs
A gang of preachers screamin' over murmurs and sobs
Saying pray for a from the Lord above you
They'd this motherfucker up if they really loved you

This is for my folkers who got bills
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my who never lived like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got for the underdog

You like this song 'cause it relates, it's you in this
We go to stores that only let us in two at a
We live in places where it to get your check cashed
Arguments about money drown out the tec blasts

six days a week, can't sleep Saturdays though
Muscles like a pager when the battery's low
And you just don't know where the went
Although every shift feels like a year spent

And you can write your resume but it wouldn't even
All the life lessons learned six years of detention
Or how you learned the police was some handicappers
On the ground to broken glass and candy wrappers

Now don't accept my on the phone
Just hit me at the house so I know I ain't
And we can chop it up about messed up system
Homies that's been killed, how we always gonna miss

It's almost survivin' on this fraction
Sip a 40 to the brain for the reaction
You gotta hustle 'cause tryin' to push and shove you
I'll tear this motherfucker up since I really you

This is for my who got bills overdue
is for my folkers, um, check, one, two
This is for my folkers who lived like a hog
Me and you, toe to toe, I got for the underdog