Luyện nghe bài hát Graves To Dig

They go one for the Prophet, two for
Three for the from the Imam
Four for the mother birthed my frame
Five for the 'cause he taught me game

Been 'round the world, songs are all the
Sometimes when I'm I still call your name
Back when I was young I used to dream of
Now they all point they fingers sayin' to blame

Mothers put girls into pigtail curls
Fathers teach their sons how to shoot guns
They say, "Boy never cry control your emotions
Just take it like a man, make stand"

say, "Sex and violence go hand in hand"
For man blessed there got to be ten damned
Expand the depths of space and time
Standin' three eyes on the firing line

Word to my man divine, come too far,
"La ilaha Allah"
Twelve rakats short on my day's prayer
Just that the lord got some mercy to spare
They go one for the Ummah, two for the

for the angels, four for the alamin'
Somewhere between obscene
And perfectly clean, got a feelin'
Wounds that need healin', truth need

Hands need washin' all the dirty dealin'
From the floor to the ceilin', the stage to the door
From the and the queens and the slaves and the whores
For every lost cause where the martyrs are

That funky little sound, that you want to get down
Somebody me once, love makes the world go round
Now kids carry pistols out on the playground
That profound, gone too far, praying to the light from a out star

Put your lights on, put down crosses
It's to tally up your wins and your losses
They go one for La Rock, two for Pac and B.I.G.
And for all the mothers who got graves to dig

For all the mothers who got to dig
For all the who got graves to dig