Luyện nghe bài hát A Ballad For The Fallen Soldier

This here's a ballad for all the fallen
I'ma bout 'ta you how a hustlers life (this is life man)
And a soldier's life,
And the one thing they got in common is pain (forget me for a second)
Picture split
On one we got a hustler getting ready for the block (human beings)
Other side you got the soldier 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 will

You lost him mama, the wars him
Feel its his duty to fall in line with all of
He's a
through the ranks as the head of your house hold
Now its time to provide
he's supposed tah
Now just while he's going to November
Theres part of him up
His shirts up your tears as he holds yah
heart beatin so fast speeding his pulse up
Yeah I know it sucks, Life aint a bud
A of speed bumps
You gotta take lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the worlds terror
Bin Laden been in Manhatten
was anthrax back then, back when
Police was Al'Qaeda to men
While I was out hustling sinning with no religion
He was off the wall for a living

turn to nights, nights turn to years
Years turn to "how the fuck we 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 writing my life away
I never thought shit could end up this way
There's a war going on no man is safe from
I'm here for the good fight only the run
I'm here for the purple heart, if I cant one
For my or my siblings whats my reason for living?
I love my niggas more then anything
This war's 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 that's locked in
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 make it (gonna make it)
Your baby boy is getting
So baby boy is moving on
I'm make it
Even if I gotta it (gotta take it)

Mama said pray sons becoming a man
This wars taxin to 'em 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 you should honor his memory
cry we all gonna die eventually
But if he's locked in the penetentiary send him energy
They all to me
(What's up kid?)