Luyện nghe bài hát Headstones

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

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

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

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

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

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

2-

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

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

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

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

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

3-

Feel like jehova's for the oppossed and homeless
this is and roses this is nuns and mosses
opposin the same and niether one of em knows it
my good side bad coarlin and boastin

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

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

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

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