Luyện nghe bài hát Headstones

Putin roses on my homeboys head
Zoning out to the voices in my phones
In the padded room alone spillin to the rain
until the sunrise smoke until the pain stop

1-
See ya weep and ya burn wish the tables would turn
ya enemies were sleepin wit the worms
ya try to it and mature but it leaves and it returns
and it eats ya when ya sleepin and it in ya ears

ya start eatin up ya words and up ya nerves
and ya soul gets bruised but you bleed and then you
then you lead into the worst in this earth
and the people make you cuz thier evil and thier cursed

and you feel it all the coldnest in ya bones
ya start getin in that zone ready for vengance with the
then you to the bottle and it goes empty
but the still there so you burn a little sensi

and you get a little tipsy and act on emotions
comotion your trigger finger goes into
and you pay it in a negative way
its the of the foolish man set in his ways

Putin on my homeboys head stones
out to the voices in my head phones
In the padded alone spillin to the rain drops
drink until the sunrise smoke until the pain

2-

I dark music for you heart before you loose it
before you sparkin that oozie making parks translucent
like a dart that ya groove thru ya skin and starts oozing
its the art i use to help ya stay out institutions

see ya blame it on yourself you hide and you run
then you thinkin about everything you coulda done
and you wait for change twiddlin ya thumbs
yea your and ya num and it feels simplier to lung and lash out

hidin from the sun now your cooped up in your
kookoo wit ya gun
and you feel a little loopy from the damage thats done
need to up before we loose another one

you just need to recoup and stay away from lock
a breather cuz its time to stop now
before ya pay it in a negative way
its the circle of the foolish man set in his

Putin roses on my homeboys stones
out to the voices in my head phones
In the padded room alone to the rain drops
drink until the sunrise smoke until the stop

3-

Feel like motive for the oppossed and homeless
is guns and roses this is nuns and mosses
opposin the side and niether one of em knows it
my good side bad side and boastin

you fall and you progress stand up tall your depressed
if you make it thru this mess thru it all you be blessed
but if you and you just settle for less
you will fall of it all and be second to best

now ya in a maze in amazement off haze
in ya basement ya babies are all late
and you it
you wait and you wait but you aint doin a to change it

you just need to get the from ya eyes and ya ears
you just need a hot second before your light years
before ya pay it in a negative way
its the circle of the foolish man set in his

Putin roses on my head stones
Zoning out to the voices in my phones
In the padded room spillin to the rain drops
drink until the sunrise smoke until the stop