Luyện nghe bài hát 463 - Buck 65

I know whats wrong with the youth of today
wondering lost it's true they say
and who is to
T.V and magazines,
they'd you belive, everyday was halloween.
why I was a kid,
in the ditches
living in fear of and the witches
the world was made of wood and smelled like gasoline
the days were atleast as long
and the was green.
running for my
I was by a talking snake
I'd all day
and throw across a bottomless lake.
there was a killer in the woods who would
once in a I could hear him shoot his pistol
and the other hated me...
but a martyr
i drove my self harder and
in my eyes.
scrubing to get the off
say much didn't like to take my shirt off
was
but I didn't know the of pain yet
I'd father Bob
and he would show me his set
tell me a story, me a glass of milk
send me on my way with a question to ask
the rain didn't me
the search had
church was good but I'd rather be
high speed horse harnneses and heavy string
problem is they've got an answer for everything

an x an o and I can't think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes a no and I think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch a kick and I can't think of a way to end the day
it's life, death and I can't think of a better way to end the day

learn the
turnin' the play
my damage in my own suttle way
I've all over
I've seen to
I no longer feel the need to
I'm upside down I'm out
broken all in my mouth
cut open and everybody knew why
'cause when it comes to something fearce
do I

4-6-3 an x an o and I think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a yes a no and I think of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch a kick and I can't of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 it's life, death and I can't of a better way to end the day