Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

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

Yo, I grew up in the streets of Boston, Massachusetts
Lived ruthless, a wild kid, out to get a bid
Did some #! that he shoulda did
But he the price, lived real strife
Ruined his and lived by the knife
Had to learn the way
that day you gotta pay
So the hey, I say

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

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

Mark:
Hard and mean at sixteen, livin' a beam, theme
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 that kids no dough
got no chance, got nowhere to go
That's why on the streets is like a trifular beat
echo in ya head till you're dead on the concrete

Prince Joe:
Life in the streets is a
Don't my friends from my enemies
Up to lot, could be
But I'll hold tight and I will give up the fight

(Chorus)

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