Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

Marky Mark
Ha, yeah. I know you're all thinking
That this is old Janet Jackson type of #!
but it ain't that
This if the real, the street life

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

Ital Joe:
Life in the streets ain't
All I see is pain and
I kneel and pray for the
Strength and protection to in the society

This is the in the streets
And how we live it

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

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

(Chorus)

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