Luyện nghe bài hát Can-o-corn

Back in the days when I was a buck
Stuck like a gettin' shit outta luck
Times was rough and I have a plan
I was barely on the edge of my as a man

It's really fucked up there's dope in the crib
No in the kitchen for the motherfuckin' kids
That's why a nigga learned how to steal, see
Shopliftin' laid me a lotta meals

But I remember days when the was bare
And life was but who the fuck cares?
I hear momma, what she used to tell me
you don't get shit in this life for free

And even if I never ever make it to the top
it! I fight for my hip-hop
Not everybody can relate to what I been
Even though some front and try to pretend to

about the life of a kid and the strife
Where he has to live in the shadow of a pipe
Good goes to bad, bad goes to
And pretty soon he's from his own momma's purse

So clean out ya ears and up your eyes
I out to touch but somebody moved the sky
My stomach is growlin', word is
all I had for dinner was a can-o-corn

A can-o-corn,a
All I had for dinner was a
A can-o-corn, a
Before I to school, I had a can-o-corn

A can-o-corn, a
I tried to get off a can-o-corn
A can-o-corn, a
That's all the fuck we had in the kitchen

A few years later, I a legions to the set
I'm up but I ain't grown yet
It's how the strain in a life filled with pain
Can sometimes leave a bitch stained on the

I'm sittin' in the restaurant, my food like a eagle
up scraps like a seagull
Waitin' on the at the next table to leave a tip
So I can put it in my

Phoney easter bunny, Santa and the stork
We was poor as so we ate a lot of pork
And it no motherfuckin' way no how
When it come up, I let you me down

So I to the boots and I'm down with a mad group
Of gangstas and hoodlums, but you can 'em 'Scroops'
me liberty or give me death
'Cause a man without ain't got shit left

And now that I'm with kids of my own
I put me in the pot where it used to be a
self together, word is born
'Cause a man live on a can-o-corn