Luyện nghe bài hát House Of Pain

Exit the road, on the highway
my block homie, now you headed my way
Ignore her, like cars in the driveway
Walk inside, and let troubles fly away
Hmmm-hmmm-hmm, I your 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 just about it all day
And all they, never it in a calm way
She throws stuff at him, while he to hop out of harm's way
And say, that it ain't no place like home
Which is true, cause home is really like no I've known
They see the light is dark, even with the light bulbs on
But even when the good times die, life on
Yeah look in the bathroom, look at this throwing up
Naw she's not sick, but sick of life cause she knows it sucks
Cause her father's, not around to see her up
Her birthday's tomorrow, we know bastard ain't showing up
at him po'ing up, liquor in the kitchen
Daddy got problems, he treat like the prescription
He's broke and he blame mama, cause she fix him
Now the neighbors whisp'ring, bout how the family became
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 please dial it
Lord please, could you help me put a end to this

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

Ro]
Open the door to my home, and you'll see man
And a sign says, Welcome to Nobody Land
Now if you take a look around, you will see so easy
To notice the pain, and my heart bleeding
Trying to make ends meet, ain't no to help
But besides the bills she needs some love
Now she's screaming her son's name, Lil' Ro come home 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 was gone
A bad day, or was it life alone
He's so stressed on the edge, and his palms are
Now the trying to warn him, bout consequences
But only God can judge me, so 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
Cause it so much, I was confused
But then I realized, 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 don't know, what else to do
I just need a faith, I need praying
Can't call on no help, but you
I the Lord, gon feel my pain
And I trust that, you gon help me
Cause I know, you feel my
Feel my

Come inside his brother's in jail, he copes putting in himself
And his mother is well, she's not being a mother cause
There's no on the table, he does it himself
With the drugs that he sells, his old man does he need
Naw-uh in the living room, there's no surviving
TV images of Hitler, Sadam and Bin
They feeding me images, but I'm really not buying
What guys in the office saying, quit with the lying
Never ask for the drama, just for a dolla
Trying to get a dolla, to buy pampers for his
But then he gotta his mama, and baby mama holla
Just cause he ain't got a lot of money, he got
Never asked for the drama, 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 a dolla