Luyện nghe bài hát It Won't Be Long

uh,
I said it won't be (no)
'fore we out baby
get you up out here baby
Said it be long
'fore we out baby
we up out baby

[J. Verse 1]
I say a and look up in the sky
thank God even a n-gga headed to this tired day job
my eyes stay wide
still I know I'm blow
this is music for my n-ggas I know you want more
cause old sh-t fake and this new sh-t real
J Cole not Jay witness that Blueprint
hey Cole is you crazy thats big boots to fill
straight out the Ville and the shoes fit well
same same hell
n-ggas get killed
knew every detail still would tell
of the repercussion
scared of them people
bullets be n-gga's you swear they could be percussion
n-ggas be holding triggers before they could read

oh God, never did our fathers teach us
no law, but a man on my own
showed my momma I could on my own

[J. Verse 2]
Dear mama, your son
living in this cold World where n-ggas shun
and praise
as go by shawty 19 years old
no clothes for her yet she stay so fly
tell me why do you cry
is it you know my teacher be feeding me lies
is it cause you know that Preacher is greedy
racism is alive I see the disguise
mamma I know it
it me to watch you go to work barely hanging on
rich man getting richer while you slaving for him
so the options for him
a young n-gga from the without a pops at home
surrounded by no
and soon no good becomes so good
a drug money got him feeling so hood rich
killing your hood with the same sh-t Ronald Reagon up your hood with
and still in your hood sh-t
I'm feeling no mamma
I'm sick of my
is there a better life for us I sit and I hope
I just and I pray
change one day I'll make a change one way
and mamma I can fly you out this cold
this life, it's all wrong
no right
its hard to see the good when there's no
just grrab onto me, me hold tight!