Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

I see hating other 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 mommy from the by fightin'
Or a knife or a gun when I'm twenty-one
By by then them hoods woulda pushed way in our apartment
And we die then, so I been a young nervous in the projects
Watchin' them older niggaz pass pot and they man

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

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

For these wars fighting with each other
Season after
When you're workin' but there ain't nothing comin'
the reason?

Uh, picture a nanny and a baby
In a basket down 5th Ave
She had it, it's not her's to begin with
She gives it breakfast, baths and
Treats it so tender while her own kids live at home
With no on ain't had a good meal in so long
But so as mommy's a maid

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

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

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

I a girl, her boyfriend was a fugitive
She's intuitive, be on stupid shit
She called the cops 'cause she his mother
Now he away doin' numbers, now she gay her lover
How many niggaz gon' die summer?
I life in my music, but still life is a wonder

There's a officer in a squad car, he's a prostitute killer
It's odd, huh? 'Cause he's the same cop in church with his
He's molestin' his son and she ignores it at
Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and Betty 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 people hating people
Tell me the reason
That your kid is hungry, you ain't got no
the reason?

For these wars we're with each other
Season season
When workin' hard, but there ain't nothing comin'
the reason?

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 to figure out what's what
Tryin' to be the biggest of the big, you
Yeah, yeah, ladies us
forgive us for we know not what we do
Breakin' hearts, leavin' the crib, buggin' out and
man, man