Luyện nghe bài hát Your World Don't Stop

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

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

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

Plus spiritual pain can bring physical reign
And without knowledge of how else can a criminal change?
And bein' up just ain't the life for me shit is way too trife for me
You're home soon, sounds so nice to me

you can bet I'm bouncin' out with mad props
And if I get chopped or not, 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 all end up the same from blowin' backs out
5 to 15, seein' the bean they max out
Misbehavin', actin' uncivilized cavemen
I brave men that gave in, sodomized and turned to gay men

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

Hangin', plus who's to you
Out of the hell these inmates gone
From three halves of a group doubt if anyone 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 you, even C.O.'s'll try to grave you
It's painful to even those who most faithful'll betray you

I lay low key, I ain't Hercules
Tryin' to get out early on work
Prayin' the system work me

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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