Luyện nghe bài hát 463 - Buck 65

I don't know whats wrong 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,
playing in the
living in fear of satan and the
the whole world was made of wood and smelled like
the days were atleast twice as
and the was green.
for my life
I was cursed by a snake
I'd all day
and throw rocks a bottomless lake.
there was a killer in the woods who whistle
in a while I could hear him shoot his pistol
and the kids hated me...
but a martyr
i drove my harder and harder
in my eyes.
scrubing to get the off
didn't say much didn't like to take my off
was
but I didn't the meaning of pain yet
I'd visit Bob
and he would show me his set
tell me a story, offer me a of milk
send me on my way with a to ask myself
the rain didn't me
the search had
church was good but I'd be dreaming
high horse shoes harnneses and heavy string
problem is today got an answer for everything

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 can't of a better way to end the day
4-6-3 a punch a kick and I think 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

the words
turnin' the play
doing my in my own suttle way
been all over
I've to much
I no longer feel the need to
I'm down I'm inside out
broken all in my mouth
cut wide open and everybody why
'cause it comes to rockin something fearce
do I

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