Luyện nghe bài hát Book of Life

I got so trouble on my mind
So I take time, out my day to and I say
Now I lay me down to
Hopin' that I keep my soul,
I'm gettin' old and it's a cold, cold

And I ain't got a bomber
with my momma
It's the same
Keep my clean

I'm lookin' to do new things
But ain't to do, I'm twenty-two, catch
In the of my life, I have no time for a wife
I through the tunnel
Disgruntled, tryin' to me some light
In the rim of

Aiight you sing, I may not be the
Brotha but I was told
To act my age and not my
Knowin' my color was that of the original
So now I the new negro spiritual

It get up stand up, etc.
It's how can you understand the pain
When you never had to stand the rain
When it rains it and it's about to come down hard
Thank God, I you

As I down the road of existence
I get resistance from all
I tangle for cash, hopin' last
'Til the end of the week but all I eat is fast
And you know how junk food goes through ya

So I to the Arab and on the way back
I stop and the liquor store, me a six pack
Knowin' that once I'm with that I'll be back
To get some more, once I get started I don't wanna
And I can't turn around, brew, I can't it down
I turn it up, my liver I burn it up
(Fat line)

It's my life, I live it up, the cup I gotta it up
One day, I'm down a one way street
And I passed fun day, three blocks ago
It life is an obstacle
As I through the manure I try to be responsible

I want a job but I ain't lookin', how
I ain't tryin' to myself bein' nobody's Calvin
But I'm a bum, what makes it bad I had incentive
But I disintegrated to a that's stagnated

I procrastinated, I can't a day
bein' intoxicated or blowed
Ain't dealin' with a deck and any day I could fold
What makes it bad, I wasn't dealt bad a hand
And I had a plan but things didn't go
The way they supposed to
Thank God, I you

like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder
How I keep goin' under, I ponder
And try to keep my concentration in idiotic nation
They say become I doctor but I have the patience

Adjacent to that situation, I want an that I'm into
yet if I begin to live to my potential
I to school for fourteen years
And my teacher was experience

I reminisce and
I could go in time to eighty-nine
When there was just
But now it's like I'm older

To so strain and stress
I don't think I'll ever be happy until I
In peace of mind and who I am
But thank God, I you