Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up In The Gutter

Once upon a in an apartment home
Lived a little girl a heart of stone
Cause part of her heart was partly
Rarely seen and known
like a mat on a boxing ring
Blood drops stains on the box springs
Daddy came to visit, it's not a
She to herself, what is happening
Above her head a crucifix
But loosens up his wrist
Lays her down with an open
And all was left was hopelessness
Little girl, where's your loving mother, under the covers, the covers
Little what have you discovered?
She stuttered...

up in the gutter, no more, fairy tales and songs
No place like hell, no place home
Growin' up in the gutter, and white, in a frame
we are, guns, no aim
Growin' up in the

And you aint gotta live in the projects, to deal with this
Living suburbia, someone will murder ya
up and leave your body..
Violence is a hard pill to and digest
But time is of jobshot in the process
he took the bitch to his apartment
Let him down used to what you of that
my lyrics are proof of growin' up in the
You you can define how hard you got it
by what neighbourhood you in,motherfucker?
up in the gutter!

....no more, fairy tales and
No place like hell, no like home
up in the gutter, black and white, in a frame
we are, guns, no aim
Growin' up in the

I can't and
Was a who was
I'ma go again at 8, life to wait given to the
beast by (i am)
a voice for the in the dark, I am
from a torn apart, I am
A soul that don't run shit, I am
met a and he said (i am)
In the and read (i am)
cause the ouji board said...
I...A....M....

Growin' up in the gutter, no more, tales and songs
No place like hell, no like home
up in the gutter, black and white, in a frame
we are, guns, no aim
up in the gutter.