Luyện nghe bài hát Land of the Lost

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f/ Rylander

Verse (SPM):

He was the son of a man, what he saw was what he learned
He left school, now it's finally his
To rob and steal, but he feels he needs to stop and
deep in his heart he knows that God is real
Mama still tries, to his eyes
the way a man lives is the way a man dies
His father's twenty-five to life
the love of money cuts like a knife
Blinding lights, he know which way to go
His best friend just got killed two ago
He writes his Dad the first letter that he wrote
A little note, about how bad his heart was
Before the mail, could even reach his cell
The boy was at a neighborhood hotel
wholesale just like his pop taught him
Rock bottom, a cop shot him

(Marilyn Rylander):

We will....
you...
We will...
love for you...
A of life....
And now gone...
You a life....
In the of the Lost....

Second (SPM):

They met when was teenagers, around the tenth grade
She fell in love, and now he to get paid
He convinced her to work at the naked
And everything she made dancing he would it
She got a fake I.D., and a license
A second life, she had to live in silence
At seventeen, she got the strength to finally him
That's she met the demon
Circumstances that led to last
It was a cold murder, he made sure that he really her
dumb shit, but he had to take it further
She hit the canvas, now she at Saint
Six o' services, feel the nervousness
Of having to look at perfectless
I'm smoking roaches burning the shit out my

Remembering the of the Church choir singers

Third (SPM):
Another gangbanger

A trigger happy digger
Set tripper, wig
finger quick to blast upon a rival
Vida loca, another word for
Same of skin, but different color rags
Browns putting browns up in bags
Every two or three streets is a different
They got no love for themselves so they living
For centuries we been penitentaries
It's plain to see, we're our worst
The smartest, most talented of the
Is all or doing time for a fuckin' Tronza
Geniuses, all meaningless
'cause they can't find a way to break free this
Needless to say, the that I speak of
G-Love, is in a grave that he dug