Luyện nghe bài hát Growing Up In The Gutter

[Verse 1:
Once a time in an apartment home
Lived a little girl a heart of stone
Cause of her heart was partly gone
Rarely seen and hardly
Treated like a mat on a ring
Blood drop stains on the box springs
came to visit it's not a dream
She to herself what is happening?
Above her is a crucifix
But loosens up his wrist
her down with an open fist
And all was left was hopelessness
girl, where's your loving mother?
Under the covers, the covers
Little what have you discovered
She stuttered,

Growin' up in the
No more, tales, and so
No place like hell, no like home
up in the gutter
Black and white, in a
There we are, safe and
guns, no aim, yea!
up in the gutter!

2]

And you ain't gotta be from the
To deal with nonsense

Cuz in suburbia somebody will murder ya
Over nothin' your body slumpin'
In the parking lot of your
Violence is a hard to swallow and digest
My town is full of drug
Most of get shot in the process
and stackin' up profits
They robbin mutherf*ckas they havin' a contest
Shit, he took a b*tch to his to brag
A week he tied up on the carpet and gagged
Cause he showed her all the he had for sale for the low
She told her cousin then her cousin a glock and a mask
Kicked in his door him down
he shot him and dashed
Ran off with all he had
He used to be ballin' now he got a bag
you know about that
Middle class white b*tch slangin' her body for
Mexican cartels, you hear the buck shot shells
And then the blood clot fails, there no healin' the wounds
meth bust on the east coast right here in Duluth
My lyrics are proof of growin' up in the

You you can define how hard you got it?!
By what neighborhood you live in

up in the gutter!
No more, tales, and so
No place hell, no place like home
Growin' up in the
Black and white, in a
we are, safe and sound
guns, no aim, yea!
up in the gutter!

[Verse 3:
indeed, I am
Drug through the mud like a weed, I am
Was who was beat, I am
Leather that made me, I am
Home again at 8, I am
life to rate, I am
Given to the by fate, I am
The one who did escape, I am
A for the cold in the dark, I am
The one who his heart, I am
From a torn apart, I am
A target for dart, I am
Sick from the whips, I am
to the gun and click, I am
A soul don't run from shit, I am
to the g.o.a.t.s. of sin, I am
Met a and he said, I am
In the in red, I am
Dead the Ouija board said, I-A-M

Growin' up in the
No more, tales, and so
No place hell, no place like home
up in the gutter
Black and white, in a
There we are, safe and
guns, no aim, yea!
up in the gutter!