Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

Yeah, for those that's in Comstock
My peoples in San Quentin and Clinton
Rikers Island, Rikers Island, Cracker's
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

I wake up to them rappin' every afternoon
I be home soon, I see the some time after June
Met a couple of that's way beyond sick
It they dig my style 'cause I be on some don shit

Laid back, I ran into some brothers way back
Those I dug we hugged, besides that, black, I don't say
I stay in tune with the sun, stars and
'Cause behind bars you're doomed if your mind can't

spiritual pain can bring forth physical reign
And without knowledge of self how else can a criminal
And locked up just ain't the life for me shit is way too trife for me
comin' home soon, sounds so nice to me

Plus you can bet I'm bouncin' out mad props
And if I get or not, baby pop
My world don't

(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

And in here it makes all end up the same from blowin' out
5 to 15, seein' the bean until max out
Misbehavin', actin' uncivilized like
I witnessed brave men that gave in, sodomized and to gay men

Nobody's playin' drama, prisoners be posted
On low shit layin'
Sleep, get your shit banged in

Hangin', who's to warn you
Out of the these inmates gone through
From three halves of a four group doubt if is normal
And over all it's hard to call who would try to you

My kid from my tomb's a carved spoon through his navel
Nothin' can save you, C.O.'s'll try to grave you
It's painful to even know those who most betray you

I lay low key, 'cause I Hercules
Tryin' to get out early on release
Prayin' the work with me

'Cause I ain't tryin' to see three hots and a cot I rot
That ain't my plot, pop
My don't stop

(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)

So, until that day I'm discharged and set free, fuck gonna sex me
My mind's based on makin' my next G
Now, let's see, left alone me as a juvenile, no more foul
The penile possesed me with a style

Blessin' my mental with mathematics to map through graphics
Fuck it, I ain't with hustlin'
A man with ideas and liver plans
More mature and for sure done saw all my can stand

Sittin', tryin' to these words of mine
To define what occurs when you're servin'
just blurs the mind
Behind bars scars are signs of hard
I'm myself in between these lines

But I ain't tryin' to see three hots and a cot I rot
That ain't my plot, pop
My world stop
(Your world stop)

Yeah,
(Your world stop)
For all the fellas on
(Your don't stop)
(Your don't stop, stop, stop)
From to downstate
(Your world stop)

stop, paw
(Your world stop)
stop, paw
(Your don't stop)
And on and on and on
(Your world stop, stop, stop)
And on and on and on
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

My man, Sincere is in
(Your don't stop)
Yo, free, how it be,
(Your world stop)
we do it
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your don't stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)

(Your world stop)
(Your world stop)
(Your world stop, stop, stop)
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