Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up In The Gutter

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

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

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

....no more, fairy and songs
No place like hell, no place like
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 at 8, somebody's life to wait given to the
by fate (i am)
a for the cold in the dark, I am
from a torn apart, I am
A that don't run from 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 hell, no place like home
Growin' up in the gutter, and white, in a frame
we are, guns, no aim
up in the gutter.