Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

Marky intro:
Ha, yeah. I know you're all thinking
That this is some old Jackson type of #!
but it ain't about
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 #! that he never did
But he the price, lived real strife
his life and lived by the knife
Had to learn the way
some day you gotta pay
So the hey, I say

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

This is the in the streets
And that's how we it

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

Prince Joe:
Life in the streets is a
know my friends from my enemies
Up to lot, could be
But I'll tight and I will never give up the fight

(Chorus)

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