Luyện nghe bài hát Purple

it, uhh
it up, uhh

The city is mine, prettiest Don
I don't the way P. Diddy did Shyne with different lawyers
Why it's mentioned in my rhymes? just an intro
Hate it or it, like it bump it or dump it
Writing, across the spell God son
Life is like a jungle black like the habitat of Tarzan
Matter of fact, it's harder than can imagine
Most of my packed in facilities

Half of them passed on, mack strong, of
May the ghost a body, now they hauntin' the block
Where used to stand at, somebody's takin' they place
A younger man perhaps, hand slaps, can't understand
Same walk, same talk, I wonder can that be
A thug dies, another step his shoes
And they will hurt you, low with a bottle
I'm blowin' circles, my state of mind

Light it, it, uhh
Yeah it, light it, uhh

Y'all wanna deal with drama
Talk about who got things, y'all to his momma
Everything you went to is underworld
You sell man out, not even your girl is sacred
You don't a soul, hold up, you moldin' soldiers
To pull and always look behind the shoulder
of how many dudes died tryin' to be down with you
Everybody's under six feet of but you

Still standin', still roamin' through the streets, that's
You a survivor, all the beef is ill
You got a bunch of thugs even now that's ready
Trustin' your judgment, quick to put it down, deadly
The hood love you but behind back they pray for the day
A hit your heart and take you away
That ain't it's hate, think of all the mothers at wakes

sons you've, and you ain't got a cut on your face?
Unmarked cars roam the streets hard, the heat is God
Somebody tell shorties reach for the stars
they tell 'em how to reach through the bars, holdin' a mirror
Lookin' down a tear in jail, weapons to
We three tokes pour more Henny
He sighs with eyes that a war too many
Cold-blooded murderers,
to hood, blowin' smoke, state of mind is purple

Light it up, light it up, it up, uhh
Light it up, it up, light it up, uhh
Uhh, uhh, uhh, light it, it, uhh

These youngsters, always get into trouble
Reactin' before thinkin', they irritated
And premeditated, it's a fact that we
we should be climbin', in a nutshell, it's just jail
Sales, and diamonds rewindin'
Instead of movin' forward, to blow up so what's the
People shoutin', police the crowd

And on the ground's a soldier, with meat hangin' out him
Am I hallucinatin' off the
Or did I just see a shoot face in
It's a ugly nation, circle the block with mug shots
Photograph pictures of, suspect
It's usually, two or who innocent
But if they lock the wrong ones up, then someone'll
A divide and strategy, they aren't fair

I dig in my bag of that's covered with orange
This Purple'll make Whoopi give me the
Or Oprah and Danny Glover gots to feel me
This is how I escape the madness, too much of hurt you
So, my state of mind's all