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 that birthed my
Five for the father 'cause he me game

Been 'round the world, songs are all the
when I'm asleep I still call your name
Back when I was young I to dream of fame
Now they all they fingers sayin' who's to blame

Mothers put their girls pigtail curls
Fathers teach their sons how to shoot guns
They say, "Boy don't never cry control emotions
Just take it a man, make your stand"

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

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

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

Hands need from all the dirty dealin'
From the floor to the ceilin', from the to the door
From the kings and the queens and the and the whores
For every lost where the martyrs are found

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

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

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