Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

Been this pain inside for so long
Though the never goes away
They say I should these streets behind me
But so hard to escape
Oh please send me an angel
To lead me out of place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far to better days

1]
First thing I want to do is say up to T.I.
King of the south now see why
I'm just driving and thinking how I here
And I seen Dre and Eminem in five years
That sounds Shady right, I live a crazy
So black thoughts I had to paint the mercedes white
I could tell you the rims but I ain't here for that
out like Big and Pac I fear for that
Take this and put six holes in it
Shatter the and leave my body exposed in it
Lift the doors up and let all my out
And I can see my now cause that's what I've been dreamin' bout
I ain't bout bitches and pulling beamers out
I'm thinking about my sons safety everytime leave the house
I know how to make it out the hood, seen the route
And heres the proof, me, and Serina out

Been this pain inside for so long
Though the never goes away
They say I should these streets behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord please send me an
To lead me out of this
Take me
Away, far away to days

2]
I'm sitting on these stairs at this church bout to a verse
And somewhere in the somebody bout to start a hearse
Tell me who inside it, who son is
And how he get there now tell me who gun was
I ain't saying confessed ain't saying snitch
But if you killed the nigga, help his dig his ditch
I'm from a hood were gotta keep there gun cocked
And kids were Dre to stop the sound of gunshots
But at they got the Dre beats
Cause kids in ain't even got shoes on they feet
And seen it with my own eyes
At the time I'm picking flies off my own eyes
Can you feel that, if you can hear them
You can feel the pain in Mike Tyson and his mother
They lost their baby daughter and she was three
She never got a chance to blossom on the family

Been holdin' this pain for so long
Though the rain goes away
They say I should leave these behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord send me an angel
To lead me out of place
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far to better days

3]
We got a new and I love that he black
But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the at?
Now move the camera to New Orleans the soldiers at
The water dried up well nigga do you know clap
We all juveniles, we all been some trials
And tribulations, I'm in this booth pacin'
What do I say next should I talk some cars
Or the chapter of my life and show you all my scars
Or my bullet wounds, and my wounds
I can't show you I covered 'em up tattoos
I can't do nothing but the truth
On probation smoking, drink patron before I hit the
You makin' songs for the club when niggas
I'm make 'em for the ride home, when niggas
One minute you here, next shit is tragic
And this a Jim Jonsin track now the static

Been holdin' pain inside for so long
the rain never goes away
They say I should leave these behind me
But it's so hard to
Oh lord please send me an
To lead me out of this
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to better