Luyện nghe bài hát Reason

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

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

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

I see people hating people
Tell me the reason
your 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, not her's to begin with
She gives it breakfast, and dinners
it so tender while her own kids live alone at home
With no phone on ain't had a meal in so long
But so long as mommy's a

Cookin' and cleanin', she wanna feed her kids and her kids are
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, he have freedom?
Mommy said, "Wipe your tears, readin'"
But somewhere, spirit broken, feelin' defeated
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 in peace
'Cause world keeps spinning
Yet still I'm wondering what's the

I see people hating other
me what's the reason
When you're workin' hard but there ain't nothin'
the reason?

I know a girl, her boyfriend was a
She's intuitive, be on some stupid
She called the 'cause she hated his mother
Now he away numbers, now she gay with her lover
How many niggaz gon' die this
I pump 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 the same cop in church with his wife
He's molestin' his son and she it at night
Little bad ass bastard, lights a match and kills Shabazz
In her pad while she
They said, "Prescott Bush funded Hitler the world's in a twister"
Nigga, you expect? Imagine what's next

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

For wars we're fighting with each other
Season after
When you're workin' hard, but there ain't comin'
the reason?

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