Luyện nghe bài hát 463 - Buck 65

I don't know whats wrong the youth of today
lost it's true what they say
and who is to
T.V and magazines,
have you belive, everyday was halloween.
why I was a kid,
in the ditches
living in fear of satan and the
the whole world was of wood and smelled like gasoline
the days were atleast as long
and the was green.
running for my
I was cursed by a talking
I'd all day
and throw across a bottomless lake.
there was a killer in the woods who would
once in a while I could hear him 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 my shirt off
was
but I know the meaning of pain yet
I'd visit Bob
and he would me his train set
tell me a story, offer me a of milk
send me on my way with a to ask myself
the rain bother me
the had meaning
was good but I'd rather be dreaming
high speed shoes harnneses and heavy string
problem is today got an answer for everything

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

the words
turnin' the double
doing my in my own suttle way
I've all over
I've to much
I no feel the need to rush
I'm upside I'm inside out
glass all in my mouth
cut open and everybody knew why
'cause when it to rockin something fearce
do I

4-6-3 an x an o and I can't 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
a punch a kick and I can't 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