Luyện nghe bài hát Born and Bred

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain't it
I've been fed in pain and suffering
Just when you thought that you getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you this fire

The fifth borough, late night on the corner, mob ties, everybody's gotta line of
shout when the party jump off
Staten Island on the bridge bodies jump off
It's a whole new world. Everybody see the pain, little boy, little
Sunday dinner, old school thinker, everybody know the code when the feds

It's the land of broken dreams, where the hopeless and the strong survive whoa
I've been all to long seeing mama cry, it's like it's on my life whoa

Born and bred in the dungeon, ain't it
I've been fed in abundance pain and
Just when you thought you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light this

Ooh tell me you get a better slice
Where you get a piece of the pie that's realer than the
The last to hold the yuppies off, when you mingle with the people then you feel the old New York
Jesus Christ, will You save island
I stopped counting how many kids I grew up with are dead forever or dads locked up in penitentiaries doing or better

It's the of broken dreams, where the hopeless hide and the strong survive whoa
I've been waiting all to long seeing mama cry, it's like it's on my whoa

Born and in the dungeon, ain't it something
I've been fed in abundance and suffering
Just you thought that you were getting on out
On my knees begging, hoping you light fire