Luyện nghe bài hát Headstones

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

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

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

and you it all alone the coldnest in ya bones
ya start getin in that ready for vengance with the chrome
then you turn to the bottle and it empty
but the problems still so you burn a little sensi

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

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

2-

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

see ya blame it on yourself you and then you run
then you start thinkin about everything you done
and you wait for inner twiddlin ya thumbs
yea your nimble and ya num and it simplier to lung and lash out

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

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

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

3-

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

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

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

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

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 pain