Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

This here's a for all the fallen soldiers
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 ready for the (human beings)
Other 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, goes fast
So don't you worry, about what you see, it pass

You lost him mama, the wars him
Feel its his to fall in line with all of them
He's a
Rose through the ranks as the head of your hold
Now its to provide bank
he's supposed tah
Now just remember while he's to November
part of him growing up
His soaks up your tears as he holds yah
heart beatin so fast speeding his pulse 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 happenin in Manhatten
Crack was anthrax back then, back
Police was Al'Qaeda to men
I was out there hustling sinning with no religion
He was off the killing for a living

turn 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 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 or my siblings whats my reason for living?
I love my niggas then anything else
This about my family, me needin the wealth
You dont 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 in the war for real

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

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