Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

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

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

I'm a young boy, snot nose, hair nappy
Cops ride by squeezin' their trigger at me
So I would go to and try to get good grades
Teacher wrote and kicked me outta school for havin' braids
So she cussed them, said, "My son no motherfuckin' hoodlum"
They judged us, thinking that we 'cause where we come from
Got a older and now I see
Young niggaz wanted by the powers be

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

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

Uh, picture a black and a baby
In a basket down 5th Ave
She never had it, it's not her's to begin
She gives it breakfast, and dinners
Treats it so tender while her own kids alone at home
no phone on ain't had a good meal in so long
But so as mommy's a maid

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

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

I see people other people
me what's the reason
When you're workin' hard but ain't nothin' comin'
What's the

I a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive
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 gon' die this summer?
I pump life in my music, but still is a wonder

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

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

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

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