Luyện nghe bài hát Life In The Streets

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

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

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

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

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

Prince Joe:
in the streets is a mystery
Don't know my from my enemies
Up to lot, be trouble
But I'll hold and I will never give up the fight

(Chorus)

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