Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

This here's a ballad for all the fallen
I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is man)
And a life, parallel
And the one thing they got in common is pain (forget me for a second)
split screen
On one side we got a hustler getting for the block (human beings)
Other side you got the soldier ready for bootcamp (soldiers)
They're at war (this is life)
with us

Did you ever notice, before you think, life goes
So don't you worry, about what you see, it will

You lost him mama, the wars him
its his duty to fall in line with all of them
He's a
Rose through the ranks as the head of house hold
Now its time to provide
Like supposed tah
Now just remember while he's to November
Theres of him growing up
His shirts soaks up tears as he holds yah
Your heart beatin so fast speeding his up
I know it sucks, Life aint a rose bud
A couple of speed
You gotta your lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the worlds terror
Bin Laden been happenin in
Crack was anthrax then, back when
Police was Al'Qaeda to men
While I was out there sinning with no religion
He was off the wall killing for a

Days turn to nights, nights to years
Years turn to "how the fuck we it in here?"
My barracks couple fights a day
Get you locked in a hole wont see the of day
And I feel like I'm writing my life away
I never shit could end up quite this way
There's a war going on outside no man is safe
I'm for the good fight only the fakes run
I'm here for the purple heart, if I take one
For my team or my siblings whats my for living?
I love my more then anything else
This war's my family, me needin the wealth
You dont understand how as men we felt
you become a 5 star general
Shout out to my niggas locked in jail
P.O.W.'s still in the war for real

Your baby boy is grown
So your baby boy is on
I've gotta (gotta chase it)
If I'm make it (gonna make it)
Your boy is getting grown
So your baby boy is on
I'm gonna it
Even if I gotta take it (gotta it)

said pray your sons becoming a man
This wars taxin to 'em Uncle Sam
Hear the noise the right choice, understand
Every choice he make he makes it for his fam
It's before dishonour
And if hes gone you should his memory
Dont cry we all gonna die
But if he's locked in the penetentiary him some energy
all winners to me
(What's up kid?)