Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

Marky intro:
Ha, yeah. I know what all thinking
That this is some old Jackson type of #!
but it about that
This if the real, the street life

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

Ital Joe:
Life in the streets easy
All I see is and misery
I kneel and for the betrayed
Strength and to survive in the society

is the life in the streets
And how we live it

Marky
and mean at sixteen, livin' like a beam, theme
Out for the green
Quick to kill, I gets ill, I make ya blood
I cut ya throat for goose-down coat
'cause statistic show that kids with no
got no chance, got nowhere to go
That's why on the streets is like a trifular beat
It'll echo in ya head till dead on the concrete

Ital Joe:
Life in the streets is a
Don't my friends from my enemies
Up to lot, could be
But hold tight and I will never give up the fight

(Chorus)

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