Luyện nghe bài hát Better Days

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

1]
First I want to do is say what up to T.I.
King of the south now see why
I'm just driving and thinking how I survived
And I ain't seen Dre and Eminem in years
sounds Shady right, I live a crazy life
So many black thoughts I had to paint the mercedes
I could tell you about the rims but I here for that
out like Big and Pac I fear for that
Take lambo and put six holes in it
Shatter the glass and leave my body 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 thinking bout and pulling beamers out
I'm thinking about my sons safety everytime they the house
I know how to make it out the hood, I've seen the
And heres the proof, me, and Serina out

Been holdin' this pain inside for so
Though the rain never away
They say I should leave these streets me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord send me an angel
To lead me out of place
Take me
Away, far away to days

2]
I'm on these stairs at this church bout to start a verse
And in the world somebody bout to start a hearse
me who inside it, who son is that
And how he get there now me who gun was that
I ain't saying confessed definetely ain't saying
But if you the nigga, help his mamma dig his ditch
I'm from a hood were gotta keep there gun cocked
And kids were Dre beats to the sound of gunshots
But at they got the Dre beats
Cause kids in africa ain't even got shoes on feet
And I've seen it my own eyes
At the same time I'm picking flies off my own
Can you feel that, if you can hear them
You can feel the pain in Mike Tyson and his baby
They lost their baby and she was only three
She got a chance to blossom on the family tree

Been holdin' this pain for so long
Though the rain never away
They say I should leave these streets me
But so hard to escape
Oh lord please me an angel
To lead me out of this
me awwaaayyyy
Away, far away to better

3]
We got a new president and I love he black
But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the at?
Now move the to New Orleans were the soldiers at
The water dried up well nigga do you know clap
We all juveniles, we all been through trials
And tribulations, I'm in this booth pacin'
What do I say next I talk about some cars
Or the next chapter of my life and show you all my
Or my wounds, and my stab wounds
I can't show you I covered 'em up with
I can't do but spit the truth
On probation smoking, drink patron before I hit the
You makin' songs for the club when drinking
I'm make 'em for the ride home, when niggas
One minute you here, next shit is tragic
And a Jim Jonsin track now feel the static

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