Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

This here's a for all the fallen soldiers
bout 'ta show you how a hustlers life (this is life man)
And a soldier's life,
And the one thing they got in is pain (forget about me for a second)
Picture split
On one side we got a hustler getting ready for the (human beings)
side you got the soldier getting 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, what you see, it will pass

You lost him mama, the calling him
Feel its his duty to fall in with all of them
He's a
Rose through the ranks as the head of your house
Now its to provide bank
Like he's tah
Now just remember while going to November
part of him growing up
His shirts up your tears as he holds yah
Your heart so fast speeding his pulse up
Yeah I know it sucks, Life aint a bud
A couple of bumps
You gotta your lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the facing terror
Bin Laden been in Manhatten
Crack was anthrax back then, when
was Al'Qaeda to black men
While I was out hustling sinning with no religion
He was off the wall killing for a

Days to nights, nights turn to years
Years turn to "how the fuck we it in here?"
My barracks average couple a day
Get you in a hole wont see the light of day
And I feel like I'm just writing my life
I never thought shit could end up quite way
a war going on outside no man is safe from
I'm here for the good fight 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 niggas more then else
This about my family, me needin the wealth
You understand how useless as men we felt
Till you a 5 star general
Shout out to my that's locked in jail
P.O.W.'s thats still in the war for

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

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