Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

Marky intro:
Ha, yeah. I know what all thinking
That is some old Janet Jackson type of #!
but it ain't about
if the real, the street life trauma

Yo, I up rough in the streets 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
Ruined his and lived by the knife
Had to learn the way
some day you gotta pay
So the hey, I say

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

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

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

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

(Chorus)

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