Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

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

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

You lost him mama, the calling him
Feel its his to fall in line with all of them
a soldier
Rose through the as the head of your house hold
Now its time to provide
Like supposed tah
Now just remember while he's going to
Theres part of him up
His shirts soaks up tears as he holds yah
Your heart so fast speeding his pulse up
Yeah I know it sucks, aint a rose bud
A couple of bumps
You gotta take lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the facing terror
Bin been happenin in Manhatten
was anthrax back then, back when
Police was Al'Qaeda to men
While I was out there sinning with no religion
He was off the wall for a living

Days turn to nights, nights turn to
Years to "how the fuck we make it in here?"
My barracks average fights a day
Get you locked in a hole see the light of day
And I feel like I'm just writing my away
I never thought shit could end up quite way
There's a war going on outside no man is from
I'm here for the fight only the fakes run
I'm here for the heart, if I cant take one
For my team or my siblings my reason for living?
I love my niggas more anything else
This war's about my family, me needin the
You dont how useless as men we felt
Till you a 5 star general
Shout out to my niggas locked in jail
P.O.W.'s thats in the war for real

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

Mama said pray your becoming a man
This taxin to 'em like Uncle Sam
the noise make the right choice, understand
Every choice that he make he it for his fam
It's death dishonour
And if hes you should honor his memory
Dont cry we all die eventually
But if he's locked in the penetentiary send him energy
They all to me
(What's up kid?)