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 in the driveway
Walk inside, and let troubles fly away
Hmmm-hmmm-hmm, I feel pain
I feel pain, it's the house of pain
Welcome to the house of pain,

Walking in that hallway where mom say, she get treated the way
And all day, all you do is just argue it all day
And all they, never 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 ain't no place home
Which is true, cause home is really no place I've known
can't see the light is dark, even with the light bulbs on
But when the good times die, life goes on
Yeah in the bathroom, look at this girl throwing up
Naw she's not sick, but sick of life cause she knows it sucks
her father's, not around to see her growing up
Her birthday's tomorrow, we know that bastard ain't up
at him po'ing up, liquor in the kitchen
Daddy got problems, he treat liquor like the
He's broke and he blame mama, she can't fix him
Now the neighbors whisp'ring, bout how the family became
But piss him off, cause you know that he's violent
You know he won't quit, his fist till she's silent
911, can please 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 your pain, welcome to the house of pain

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

(*talking*)
Dear Lord, the house of is yours
I cried, I complained
Cause it hurt so much, I was
But then I realized, when Im praisen you at my
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 faith, I need 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 feel my
my paa-aaaain

Come inside his brother's in jail, he copes putting drugs in
And his mother is well, she's not being a mother hell
There's no on the table, he does it himself
With the drugs he sells, his old man does he need help
Naw-uh look in the room, there's no surviving
TV of Hitler, Sadam and Bin Loden
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 holla
Just cause he got a lot of money, he got nada
Never asked for the drama, just 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