Luyện nghe bài hát Graves To Dig

They go one for the Prophet, two for
for the Khutbah from the Imam
Four for the mother birthed my frame
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 I was young I used to dream of fame
Now they all point they sayin' who's to blame

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

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

Word to my man divine, come too far,
"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, four for the
Somewhere between obscene
And clean, got a Babylon feelin'
that need healin', truth need revealin'

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

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

Put your lights on, put your crosses
It's time to tally up your wins and 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