Luyện nghe bài hát Growing Up In The Gutter

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

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

2]

And you ain't gotta be the projects
To deal with this

Cuz even in somebody will murder ya
Over nothin' leave body slumpin'
In the lot of your complex
Violence is a pill to swallow and digest
My is full of drug dealers
Most of them get in the process
Hustlin' and up profits
They robbin mutherf*ckas like they havin' a
Shit, he took a to his apartment to brag
A week later he up on the carpet and gagged
Cause he her all the pills he had for sale for the low
She told her cousin then her cousin grabbed a and a mask
Kicked in his laid him down
he shot him and dashed
Ran off with all he had
He used to be now he got a colostomy bag
you know about that
Middle class white b*tch slangin' her for crack
Mexican drug cartels, you hear the buck shells
And then the blood clot fails, there ain't no the wounds
Biggest bust on the east coast right here in Duluth
My lyrics are of growin' up in the gutta

You you can define how hard you got it?!
By what neighborhood you in muthaf*cker

up in the gutter!
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!

[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 alone 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
a family torn apart, I am
A target for dart, I am
again from the whips, I am
to the gun and click, I am
A that 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
cause the Ouija board said, I-A-M

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