Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

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

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

You him mama, the wars calling him
Feel its his duty to in line with all of them
He's a
Rose through the ranks as the of your house hold
Now its time to provide
Like he's tah
Now just remember he's going to November
part of him growing up
His shirts soaks up your tears as he yah
Your heart beatin so fast speeding his up
Yeah I it sucks, Life aint a rose bud
A couple of speed
You take 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 hustling with no religion
He was off the wall killing for a

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

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

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