Luyện nghe bài hát W-4

Yo, goin' out, we light this J up here
For all the workin' folk
this country, cross the world
For everybody on the grind everyday nine to five, to twelve
You how we do it hand to hand, whatever, yo, yo

I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
I tellin' you nothin' you don't already know
I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
Like this world just don't want us to

I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you already know
I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
Wanna run up in the white house and in the door, woh ooo oh

What a nigga gonna eat when the empty?
Work all let the bossman pimp me
Can't pay no rent till the fifteenth, landlord call the to evict me
Lookin' for a job in the ads
Have you ever to jail? Know they gone ask
Ever a piss test that you didn't pass?
In jobs in the past? How you get cash?
I done worked over hot ass stoves, I done picked up off roads
time in the streets and the cold
Many times had to sleep in my clothes on the
What you know bout bein' po' seein' most of yo be on dope?
Ain't nobody in the got no hope in this fucked up system
And why we don't vote
Still payin' niggaz four twenty five, how the we supposed to survive?
I'm close to the edge, takin' most of my bread
In might as well have this close to my head
a nigga wanna wild out
Run up in the white house with the gouge out, clack
Give me my shit back

I workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
Like world just don't want us to grow

I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
run up in the white house and kick in the door, woh ooo oh

Puttin' on my uniform, just a number on a W form

See where I'm from it's a few out
Either or sports either dope or the casket
You can work to the bone but don't put all yo eggs in one
We don't never get a piece of the pie, work fifty years, retire die
Stay po', rich folks is the criminal but you don't hear me tho' so
Thank God Friday, ain't it what we live for?
gotta get up out the plantation
Same job my pop had before me
Imma it down to my seed fucked up situation
Make a nigga wild out
Run up in the white with the gouge out, click clack
Give me my shit back

I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
Like this world just don't want us to

I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't know
I been workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to
Wanna run up in the white and kick in the door, woh ooo oh

My J O B
Is just like a
owe me
But got me fillin' out this

My J O B
Is just a plantation
owe me
And got me fillin' out this

What I like?