Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

Marky intro:
Ha, yeah. I what you're all thinking
That this is some old Janet Jackson of #!
but it about that
if the real, the street life trauma

Yo, I grew up rough in the of Boston, Massachusetts
Lived ruthless, a wild kid, out to get a bid
Did some #! he never shoulda did
But he paid the price, real strife
his life and lived by the knife
Had to learn the way
that day you gotta pay
So the hey, I say

Prince Joe:
Life in the ain't easy
All I see is and misery
I kneel and for the betrayed
and protection to survive in the society

This is the life in the
And how we live it

Mark:
Hard and mean at sixteen, livin' like a beam,
Out for the green
Quick to kill, I ill, I make ya blood spill
I cut ya throat for goose-down coat
'cause statistic show that kids with no
ain't got no chance, got to go
That's why life on the streets is a trifular beat
It'll in ya head till you're dead on the concrete

Prince Ital
Life in the is a mystery
Don't know my friends from my
Up to lot, be trouble
But hold tight and I will never give up the fight

(Chorus)

This one is dedicated to all the people
to every youth growin' up on the streets
You know, we're for a dream one day
there'll be no more homeless people in the world
Life in the streets is not