Luyện nghe bài hát Hometown Grounds

He's on the corners of his hometown
Always scraping right off the ground
Then he the gun and swallowed the bait
He's into trouble, and now it's too late
That boy's like dynamite, filled with

He's out on the streets of your
Two shots rang out, leaving on the ground
Did you miss that there were to tell?
threw punches but he never fell
That boy's like dynamite, led

back on the streets for a final round
Here to sweep youth culture a new state of mind
Don't you miss the blood on the
That there was a fabric to disturb?
That like dynamite, lost to fate

Now he's standing proud in his
And he's scraping gold, a new king is
His pockets are full, but full of hate
A stitch in time nine, but now it's too late
"Dynamite" will never away