Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon

C'mon

he was a kid he was the joker
Low potential, mediocre
Class clown, off out the back door
Long hair leave a grease on the black board
C'mon honey take off bra
Tryin to hit a homerun in mom's garage
He graffiti, it opened him
down the alley with a can of rustoleum
Canvas, that flat
He quick to control the nervousness
If it aint buildin he burnt the
And no he dont a damn what the curfew is
Chased all the saving grace
While them old folks bitch the way hes raised
Southside
Get ya running the cops just for practice here
Well what do ya he got older
Trying to apply childhood showed him
Everybody out in that cold
To try to learn how to all that weight on his shoulders
We all want the easy a piece of the pie that'll keep us high
So turn it up the speakers cry
And don't quit til' you reach the sky,

c'mon

And as an adult he a good look
away from the gangs and the crooks
Even though he came the same neighborhood
So he fully understood that textbook
original be individual
Push the and never settle for the typical
Feed your children look out for people
Live and let live and each one teach
Good luck get a tight
And i you can depend on your higher sense
Blanked emcees let em for
The followers, felons, the soldiers
Hey rapper, we know it stop
But don't forget about the folks on block
hey dopeman what you doin the cash crop
fuckin up gettin fat, up fellow have nots
hey preacher,
is that the you live in
the kitchen
hey policeman bother
even as a kid i played robbers and robbers
headphone
pacifists
i aint saying you gotta kill
look at your life check what its built off