Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

I see hating other people
Tell me what's the
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no
the reason?

By the time of age nine I'm already
If I can protect mommy from the by fightin'
Or usin' a knife or a gun I'm twenty-one
By by then them hoods woulda pushed their way in our
And we die then, so I been a nervous wreck in the projects
Watchin' them niggaz pass pot and they high man

I'm just a boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops by squeezin' their trigger fingers at me
So I go to school and try to get good grades
Teacher wrote mommy and kicked me school for havin' braids
So she them, said, "My son ain't no motherfuckin' hoodlum"
They us, thinking that we dumb 'cause where we come from
Got a little and now I see
niggaz wanted by the powers that be

I see people hating other
Tell me what's the
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no
What's the

For these wars we're fighting with other
after season
When you're workin' but there ain't nothing comin'
What's the

Uh, picture a nanny and a baby
In a basket pushin' 5th Ave
She never had it, not her's to begin with
She gives it breakfast, baths and
Treats it so tender while her own kids live alone at
With no phone on ain't had a good meal in so
But so long as mommy's a

Cookin' and cleanin', she wanna feed her and her kids are dreamin'
Where's my daddy, who's my daddy, have you him?
I could them askin', what type of human being
Could leave his family, go to the Carribean?
Was he locked up, shot up, does he have
Mommy said, "Wipe your tears, readin'"
But daddy's somewhere, spirit broken, defeated
A man he has to conquer all
The world is his oyster, his pearl, so know

No, I can't no reason
Why we can't all live in
'Cause this world keeps
Yet still I'm wondering what's the

I see people hating people
Tell me what's the
you're workin' hard but there ain't nothin' comin'
What's the

I know a girl, her boyfriend was a
She's intuitive, be on some shit
She called the 'cause she hated his mother
Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay with her
How many niggaz die this summer?
I pump life in my music, but still life is a

There's a officer in a squad car, a prostitute serial killer
It's odd, 'Cause he's the same cop in church with his wife
molestin' his son and she ignores it at night
Little bad ass bastard, a match and kills Betty Shabazz
In her pad she slept
said, "Prescott Bush funded Hitler while the world's in a twister"
Nigga, what you Imagine what's next

I see people hating people
Tell me what's the
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no
What's the

For these wars we're with each other
Season after
When you're hard, but there ain't nothing comin'
What's the

Uh, uh, man, man'll search the planet
Looking for what, to conquer all
So what? To all my niggaz with kids
love they kids, man, all the daddies out there
To all the niggaz that died tryin' to figure out what's
to be the biggest of the big, you know
Yeah, yeah, ladies us
forgive us for we know not what we do
Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, out and shit
man, man