Luyện nghe bài hát C'mon

C'mon

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

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And as an adult he a good look
Stayed away from the 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 children look out for your people
Live and let live and each one those
Good get a tight defense
And i hope you can on your higher sense
emcees let em grow for
The followers, felons, the fallen
Hey rapper, we know it stop
But don't forget about the folks on your
hey what you doin with the cash crop
fuckin up gettin fat, fuckin up have nots
hey preacher,
is that the you live in
the kitchen
hey dont bother
even as a kid i only played and robbers
headphone
aggressive
i aint saying you gotta cops
just at your life check what its built off