Luyện nghe bài hát Headstones

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

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

ya eatin up ya words and beatin up ya nerves
and ya soul bruised but you bleed and then you learn
then you lead into the worst 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 that zone ready for vengance with the
then you turn to the bottle and it goes
but the problems still there so you a little sensi

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

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

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I make dark for you heart before you loose it
before you sparkin with that oozie parks translucent
like a dart that hits ya groove thru ya 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 start thinkin about everything you done
and you wait for change twiddlin ya thumbs
yea your nimble and ya num and it simplier to lung and lash out

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

you just need to and stay away from lock down
take a breather cuz its time to now
before ya pay it foward in a 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 room alone spillin to the rain drops
drink until the sunrise until the pain stop

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

you and you progress stand up tall when your depressed
if you make it thru this mess thru it all you be blessed
but if you stall and you just for less
you will fall short of it all and be 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 just need to get the from ya eyes and ya ears
you just need a hot second your doin light years
ya pay it foward in a negative way
its the circle of the foolish man set in his

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 sunrise smoke until the stop