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 he taught 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 they fingers sayin' who's to blame

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

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

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

Three for the angels, for the alamin'
Somewhere between totally
And perfectly clean, got a Babylon
Wounds that need healin', truth need

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

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

Put your lights on, put down your
It's time to tally up 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 who got graves to dig
For all the who got graves to dig