Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

This a ballad for all the fallen soldiers
I'ma bout 'ta show you how a hustlers (this is life man)
And a life, parallel
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 for the block (human beings)
Other you got the soldier getting ready for bootcamp (soldiers)
both at war (this is life)
Stay us

Did you ever notice, before you think, goes fast
So you worry, about what you see, it will pass

You him mama, the wars calling him
Feel its his duty to fall in with all of them
He's a
through the ranks as the head of your house hold
Now its time to bank
Like he's tah
Now just remember while he's to November
part of him growing up
His shirts soaks up tears as he holds yah
Your heart beatin so speeding his pulse up
Yeah I know it sucks, Life a rose bud
A of speed bumps
You gotta take lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the worlds facing
Bin Laden been in Manhatten
was anthrax back then, back when
Police was to black men
While I was out there hustling 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 couple a day
Get you locked in a hole see the light of day
And I feel like I'm just writing my life
I never thought shit could end up quite 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 whats my reason for living?
I love my niggas then anything else
This about my family, me needin the wealth
You dont understand how useless as men we
Till you become a 5 star
Shout out to my niggas locked in jail
P.O.W.'s thats still in the war for

Your boy is getting grown
So your boy is moving on
I've chase (gotta chase it)
If I'm gonna it (gonna make it)
baby 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 wars taxin to 'em Uncle Sam
Hear the noise make the right choice,
Every choice he make he makes it for his fam
It's death dishonour
And if hes gone you 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?)