Luyện nghe bài hát Why We Die

Uhh, that's shit
That that that niggaz ain't even seen
that shit!
(Motherfuckers ain't seen nothing like this before, for real man)
goin' down baby, uhh
Uhh! Busta
What? Uhh, DMX
Uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh, uhh

I see ghosts clearly, though, most don't hear me
They still wanna get near me, fear me, so I'm
Kinda eerie what I'm feelin', the floor, to the ceilin'
through the roof, want the truth?
I kinda miss and stealin'
'Cause it kept a nigga hungry, only eatin' when I
I was ugly, so I robbed, no one loved me, was hard
to God once in a while when it got a little too hectic
He was the one I knew that I respected
(Why?)

Didn't know why, didn't know I was livin' was a lie
If I shit then, why should I try
See, plenty niggaz die, over dumb shit, up in the
Real heart, but up to no good
Thought I did what I could, but I guess it, enough
The Devil told me it would happen but I kept his bluff
When it rains it pours now, my are yours
As yours are mine, define, revolvin' doors
(Nigga!)

(Why?)
All my niggaz me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
'Cause we with it, quick to blaze you with it
From in my to every word that I curse
With all the expressed in this verse
Let me ask my
(Why?)

My tell me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Because we Gods
(And)
We go the nigga
Because I walk the ground under my
And it live and stay in tune with the street
Now let me ask my
(Why?)

They say the good die young, in the hood where I'm
I only got one question to that, why the fuck am I
I to the air, I ask God, "Love me please"
But in reality, only people that hug me is
Same niggaz that send shots my rugby sleeves
They wanna, me and leave, I'm thinkin' it must be me
Please shed light, the hood's
I did my dirt but got a heart
that count for somethin'?
I was told I'd to nothin', most of my childhood
[Incomprehensible] it was stuntin' my growth

Separated me from the I was wantin' the most
Felt myself close to pumpin' them O's
Lump in my throat, chest poked out, was poker
Tryin' to, erase my ghosts, the smokers
Got demons on both
Tryin' to chauffeur my life the streets
In words nigga my will was weak
feel what I speak
This ain't your average jargon weak rap niggaz be talkin'
This shit is deep, the mind of Busta, 'X and me
To all my fallen soldiers, rest in peace, 'til we niggaz

(Why?)
All my niggaz me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Cause we crazy with it, quick to blaze you it
From in my to every word that I curse
all the agony expressed in this verse
Let me ask my
(Why?)

My tell me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Because we nigga
(And)
We go the nigga
Because I walk the under my feet
And keep it and stay in tune with the street
Now let me ask my
(Why?)

I be cuckoo, like I respect the new-you, never
See you too could get it through FUBU sweater
Like a when he walk in the dark, trespassin'
On a nigga land, shots echo in the park
I live and die for all the I believe
And rep for I stand for
With single breath I breathe
Like the intake from cigarette smoke, like you inhale
The in the gutter stressed struggled and broke

If the was all over tomorrow, I'd leave a treasure
For my kids with a legacy for my children to
You know it's funny how the die first
Get the in your steppin' faggot nigga
'Cause you could die
Hold on, you I cut off my arm, in the name of reppin'
Real niggaz in the midst of this bomb
Allah blessin' me to rep for the better, and on
Somethin' and keep a nigga name livin' forever!

Now me
(Why?)
All my niggaz me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
'Cause we crazy with it, quick to you with it
From in my soul to every word I curse
all the agony expressed in this verse
Let me ask my
(Why?)

My tell me
(Why?)
me
(We die)
Because we Gods
(And)
We go the yard
Because I walk the ground my feet
And keep it live and stay in tune the street
Now let me ask my
(Why?)