Luyện nghe bài hát 1998

Wystone Clinics,
Fathers shit
Mother slammed the door
Hit the running

take it anymore
In the of a train, I cuddle on the floor
In the apartment door and sleeping here for free
kid sitting in the shooting gallery

Set self up
But in the its a raid
Oh this is what you
Not the way, what fucking say

Hanging out Sid and a kid in the U.S.A.
Sidney in the U.S.A.

Lower east side,
got the dope
And whos doing trips?
Should I call a all for a fix

off some lady
Just to avoid from sick
Well, I life slow
When you got to go

What the fuck happen to son all alone
Is he coming over? Is he home?
Oh, mommas
by the phone

Hanging out Sid and a kid in the U.S.A.
Sidney in the U.S.A.

Same shit, 1998
And mother that he hates
the fucking people
But cannot see straight
Who got the crack, gonna his fate

In the apartment next and sleeping here for free
Little kid sitting in the shooting gallery set self up
But in the system its a oh, this is what you want
I care, what they fucking say

Hanging out Sid and a kid in the U.S.A.
Sidney in the U.S.A