Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up In The Gutter

Once upon a time in an home
Lived a little girl a heart of stone
Cause of her heart was partly gone
Rarely seen and hardly
treated a mat on a boxing ring
Blood stains on the twin 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
her down with an open fist
And all that was was hopelessness
Little girl, where's loving mother, under the covers, under the covers
Little what have you discovered?
She stuttered...

Growin' up in the gutter, no more, fairy 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 non-sense
Living this suburbia, will murder ya
Open up and your body..
Violence is a pill to swallow and digest
But time is of jobshot in the process
Hussle he took the bitch to his
Let him down used to what you know of
my lyrics are proof of growin' up in the
You you can define how hard you got it
by neighbourhood you live in,motherfucker?
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
Growin' up in the

Slumerican I and
Was a who was
go again at 8, somebody's life to wait given to the
beast by (i am)
a for the cold in the dark, I am
a family 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, black and white, in a
we are, guns, no aim
up in the gutter.