Luyện nghe bài hát Bd 3

Adolescent and the ghost of Tupac
Still the devil has all the best
Hip hop and an to keep
Brother hardware under the
On the wall "Bin was here"
Turn around and it
Soft rain and wild skies
hope in all the kids' eyes
And no one's really sure if is home

We early when the nights are slow
Hit the shell garage, road
a long drive up on the moors
Park up in a place we

Sat in the back seats stoned
To everything at home
Mess with bleeping phone
Gazing down on the below
Where no really sure if this is home

Check the view mirror at the lights
To see who is about tonight
The dogs that run the streets
And the families all secrets to keep

I lie awake and I the sounds
The sirens' wail and the car
A call to and a call to arms
The bass subs of the boom-box
The first riffs on the cheap
Tinker ponies on the edge of the
Drunks roll home and the dogs they
I know the sounds like the beat of my

And it's not where you're or where you've been
not a matter of blood or family tree
Everybody what they want to believe
But they come some kind of refugee
from something, turned out of somewhere
All looking for somewhere, from something
And no one's really if this is home