Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Pain

Exit the road, on the highway
my block homie, now you headed my way
Ignore her, like nice cars in the
inside, and let your troubles fly away
Hmmm-hmmm-hmm, I your pain
I feel your pain, the house of pain
to the house of pain, aaaaaaaaaah

Walking in that hallway mom say, she get treated the wrong way
And all day, all you do is just about it all day
And all they, handle it in a calm way
She throws stuff at him, he tries to hop out of harm's way
And y'all say, that it no place like home
Which is true, cause home is really like no place known
They can't see the light is dark, with the light bulbs on
But even when the times die, life goes on
look in the bathroom, look at this girl throwing up
Naw she's not sick, but she's sick of life she knows it sucks
her father's, not around to see her growing up
Her birthday's tomorrow, we know that ain't showing up
at him po'ing up, liquor in the kitchen
Daddy got problems, he treat liquor like the
He's broke and he mama, cause she can't fix him
Now the whisp'ring, bout how the family became victims
But don't him off, cause you know that he's violent
You know he won't quit, throwing his till she's silent
911, can somebody dial it
Lord please, could you help me put a end to riot

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

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Open the door to my home, and see nobody man
And a that says, Welcome to Nobody Land
Now if you take a around, you will see it's so easy
To the pain, and my mother's heart bleeding
Trying to make ends meet, no father to help
But besides the bills she some love herself
Now she's her son's name, Lil' Ro come home 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, his daddy was gone
A bad day, or was it just life
He's so on the edge, and his palms are flinching
Now the police to warn him, bout consequences
But only God can judge me, so fuck your jail
Cause when I'm dead, my niggas bond me out of hell

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

When I'm struggling,
And I really don't know, else to do
I just need a little faith, I praying
Can't on no one's help, but you
I know the Lord, gon my pain
And I trust that, you gon me through
Cause I know, you my pain
my paa-aaaain

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