Luyện nghe bài hát Growing Up In The Gutter

[Verse 1:
Once upon a time in an home
Lived a little girl with a of stone
part of her heart was partly gone
Rarely seen and known
Treated like a mat on a boxing
Blood drop on the twin box springs
Daddy came to visit not a dream
She thought to herself what is
Above her head is a
But Lucifer up his wrist
Lays her with an open fist
And all that was left was
Little girl, where's your loving
the covers, under the covers
Little girl have you discovered
She stuttered,

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

2]

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

Cuz even in suburbia somebody will ya
Over nothin' leave your body
In the parking lot of your
is a hard pill to swallow and digest
My town is of drug dealers
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 apartment to
A later he tied up on the carpet and gagged
Cause he showed her all the pills he had for for the low
She told her cousin her cousin grabbed a glock and a mask
Kicked in his laid him down
Then he shot him and
Ran off all that he had
He used to be ballin' now he got a bag
What you about that
Middle class white b*tch her body for crack
Mexican cartels, you hear the buck shot shells
And then the blood clot fails, ain't no healin' the wounds
Biggest meth bust on the east coast right here in
My are proof of growin' up in the gutta

You think you can how hard you got it?!
By what you live in muthaf*cker

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
There we are, and sound
guns, no aim, yea!
up in the gutter!

[Verse 3:
indeed, I am
Drug through the mud a weed, what I am
Was who was beat, I am
Leather that made me, I am
Home again at 8, I am
Somebody's to rate, I am
to the beast 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 that don't run 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
cause 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, and sound
guns, no aim, yea!
up in the gutter!