Luyện nghe bài hát Graves To Dig

They go one for the Prophet, two for
Three for the Khutbah the Imam
Four for the that birthed my frame
Five for the father 'cause he me game

Been 'round the world, are all the same
Sometimes when I'm asleep I still call your
Back when I was young I used to of fame
Now they all point they fingers who's to blame

put their girls into pigtail curls
Fathers teach their sons how to shoot their
They say, "Boy don't cry control your emotions
Just take it like a man, your stand"

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

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

Three for the angels, four for the
Somewhere between totally
And clean, got a Babylon feelin'
Wounds that healin', truth need revealin'

Hands need washin' from all the dealin'
From the to the ceilin', from the stage 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
told me once, love makes the world go round
Now kids they carry pistols out on the
That profound, gone too far, praying to the light from a out star

Put your lights on, put your crosses
time 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 mothers who got to dig