Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Pain

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

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, while he tries to hop out of way
And say, that it ain't no place like home
Which is true, cause home is really like no I've known
They can't see the light is dark, even the light bulbs on
But even the good times die, life goes on
Yeah in the bathroom, look at this girl throwing up
Naw she's not sick, but she's of life cause she knows it sucks
her father's, not around to see her growing up
Her birthday's tomorrow, we that bastard ain't showing up
Look at him po'ing up, in the kitchen
Daddy got problems, he liquor like the prescription
He's broke and he mama, cause she can't fix him
Now the neighbors whisp'ring, bout how the became victims
But don't him off, cause you know that he's violent
You know he won't quit, his fist till she's silent
911, can somebody dial it
please, could you help me put a end to this riot

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

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Open the door to my home, and you'll see man
And a that says, Welcome to Nobody Land
Now if you take a look around, you will see it's so
To the pain, and my mother's heart bleeding
Trying to 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 home Thirty minutes passed, she realized Ro gone
He deal with the stress, embedded in his brain
So he it physically, but tell me who's to blame
Was it the dope or mama fussing, know his was gone
A bad day, or was it just life
He's so stressed on the edge, and his palms are
Now the police trying to warn him, consequences
But God can judge me, so nigga fuck your jail
when I'm dead, my niggas can't bond me out of hell

(*talking*)
Dear Lord, the of pain is yours
Sometimes I cried, I
it hurt so much, I was confused
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 don't know, what else to do
I just need a little faith, I praying
Can't call on no help, but you
I know the Lord, gon my pain
And I trust that, you gon me through
I know, you feel my pain
Feel my

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