Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up In The Gutter

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

Growin' up in the gutter, no more, tales and songs
No place like hell, no place 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 with this
Living this suburbia, someone will ya
Open up and leave body..
Violence is a hard pill to and digest
But time is full of jobshot in the
he took the bitch to his apartment
Let him down used to you know of that
my lyrics are proof of up in the gutter
You think you can how hard you got it
by what you live in,motherfucker?
up in the gutter!

....no more, tales and songs
No place like hell, no place home
up in the gutter, black 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 voice for the in the dark, I am
from a family apart, I am
A soul that don't run shit, I am
met a and he said (i am)
In the basement and (i am)
cause the ouji board said...
I...A....M....

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