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 soldier's life,
And the one thing they got in common is pain (forget me for a second)
Picture split
On one side we got a hustler ready for the block (human beings)
Other you got the soldier getting ready for bootcamp (soldiers)
They're at war (this is life)
Stay 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 line with all of
a soldier
Rose through the 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 soaks up your as he holds yah
Your heart beatin so speeding his pulse up
Yeah I know it sucks, aint a rose bud
A couple of speed
You gotta take lumps
Off to Bootcamp, the worlds terror
Bin Laden been in Manhatten
Crack was anthrax then, back when
was Al'Qaeda to black men
While I was out there sinning with no religion
He was off the killing for a living

Days turn to nights, turn to years
Years turn to "how the we make it in here?"
My barracks couple fights a day
Get you locked in a hole wont see the 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 my reason for living?
I love my niggas more then else
This about my family, me needin the wealth
You dont understand how useless as men we
Till you a 5 star general
Shout out to my niggas that's locked in
P.O.W.'s thats in the war for real

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

Mama said pray your becoming a man
This taxin to 'em like Uncle Sam
Hear the noise the right choice, understand
Every choice 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 in the penetentiary send him some energy
They all to me
(What's up kid?)