Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Pain

Exit the realest road, on the
It's my homie, now you headed my way
Ignore her, like cars in the driveway
inside, and let your troubles fly away
Hmmm-hmmm-hmm, I feel pain
I feel your pain, it's the house of
Welcome to the of pain, aaaaaaaaaah

Walking in hallway where mom say, she get treated the wrong way
And all day, all you do is argue about it all day
And all they, never handle it in a way
She throws stuff at him, while he tries to hop out of way
And say, that it ain't no place like home
is true, cause home is really like no place I've known
They can't see the light is dark, even with the light on
But even when the good times die, goes on
Yeah look in the bathroom, look at this girl up
Naw she's not sick, but she's sick of life she knows it sucks
Cause her father's, not to see her growing up
Her birthday's tomorrow, we know that ain't showing up
Look at him up, liquor in the kitchen
Daddy got problems, he treat liquor like the
He's and he blame mama, cause she can't fix him
Now the neighbors whisp'ring, bout how the family victims
But don't piss him off, you know that he's violent
You know he won't quit, throwing his fist she's silent
911, can somebody dial it
Lord please, could you help me put a end to this

Hmm-hmm-hmm-hmmmm-hmm, I feel your
I feel your feel your pain, welcome to the house of pain

Ro]
Open the door to my home, and see nobody man
And a sign says, Welcome to Nobody Land
Now if you a look around, you will see it's so easy
To notice the pain, and my heart bleeding
to make ends meet, ain't no father to help
But besides the bills she needs some love
Now she's screaming her son's name, Lil' Ro come Thirty minutes passed, she realized Yung Ro gone
He can't deal with the stress, embedded in his
So he takes it physically, but tell me to blame
Was it the dope or mama fussing, know his daddy was
A bad day, or was it life alone
so stressed on the edge, and his palms are flinching
Now the police trying to warn him, consequences
But God can judge me, so nigga fuck your jail
Cause I'm dead, my niggas can't bond me out of hell

(*talking*)
Dear Lord, the of pain is yours
I cried, I complained
Cause it hurt so much, I was
But I realized, when Im praisen you at my most
Is when I'm crying, I'm
Or I'm struggling, thank you

When I'm struggling,
And I really don't know, else to do
I just a little faith, I need praying
Can't call on no help, but you
I know the Lord, gon feel my
And I that, you gon help me through
Cause I know, you my pain
Feel my

Come inside his brother's in jail, he copes putting in himself
And his mother is well, not being a mother cause hell
There's no dinner on the table, he it himself
With the drugs that he sells, his old man does he help
Naw-uh look in the living room, there's no
TV images of Hitler, and Bin Loden
feeding me them images, but I'm really not buying
What them guys in the saying, quit with the lying
ask for the drama, just mash for a dolla
Trying to get a dolla, to buy pampers for his
But then he gotta his mama, and baby mama holla
cause he ain't got a lot of money, he got nada
Never asked for the drama, just asked for a
After the line of zeros, and the time of
Of patience started buzzing, he blasted honor
He caught a case, but he was after a dolla