Luyện nghe bài hát St. Ides

I think happiness went the way
Sometimes you have to wait
I never in God
But things got so up
I had to pray
I used to my Daddy's cabernet
Never it would turn into a rattlesnake
Thinkin', everything be all right
If we could get the week
Maybe see another
All the where we know where to go
Argue with the homies who's gonna roll
Bumpin' Goodie Mob as food for the soul
it's two in the morning
When rain the windshield
And is still
Nothing really is a big
One hand on the wheel
And we gon' be all

I had a brown bag
St. in that motherfucker
In the where we smash
5-0 comin' then you I'm running
broken fences, when shit gets hard
You who your friend is
And I lose
to go to a place where I lose reception
Looking at the pass by
Reflectin' on my past
I can barely last night
morning, swear its the last time
Where I be?
Can't over if you don't get a new ID
I know the devil me
But that don't mean that motherfucker gets to dance me

I bought a house, second guessing I own now (What?)
Traffic moving kinda now (What?)
I watch the population grow (What?)
A bunch of people I know now (What?)
My city's and I'm zoned out
I about New York, maybe SoCal
Put up condos people can't now
bulldozed been tore down
Overpopulated but the city is a town
Keep a little real ones me
When it goes
Lack of diversity, I think about now
Only reason I would ever my hometown
If I still drink, I crack a 40 ounce
Parents left, moved away, and they sold the house
It's really hard to it now
that we could sort it out
Last couple pour it out
St.