Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is A Loom

Sometimes you should just it to God
'Coz in one way or another we all in this game
It's like life's a loom and the threads are the
And only God when to cut
Even though the job's unfinished all by his mercy

You know I can recall when left home
He used to write us twice a year we didn't have a
I grew up on my own my mama cried
I mean he didn't show up when she passed away

She had a heart attack 'cause they said he got again
Cut all ties with us 'cause he had a new and friends
So I was to step up to be a man
Quit school get a job you know just be there for my

You see I'm nothing like my pops I see my woman a year
And one day I'll her and my kid up here
You see that picture there, that's our she was 21
she pretty and my first born was a son
And now she's again

you
And if it's a I'll name her Fatima, give her the world
You see my friend life is a loom so you keep smiling me
Oh is this where you get
25 please

Life is a
The threads are the
God decides when to cut
Even though the work done

Life is a
The are the days
God decides to cut them
Even though the ain't done

Vamos! gente pronto
Esta lleno el
esta difuso
Tengo un sentimiento

Es el da de su
Ha estado
un temperamento!
Y yo no le he dado

Tuvo problemas
me ha contado
Nunca supe yo que mis
Le han

Ahora s s la importancia de ser
El mo m fue un cobarde
eso es punto aparte
Lo primero ser un

Una lagrima, y alegra
Un muy oculto
y agona

Life is a
The threads are the
God when to cut them
Even though the work done

is a loom
The are the days
God decides when to cut
Even though the work ain't

Shu, I ain't going for the American dream, it's too far
Can't swim across the Atlantic too many
Put me for the Euro instead
I'ma walk the Mediterranean and que in Spain

give me that weird look hombre, I got my passport
Name Chris, born Swiss in sport
Ain't no telling what I'll do to get up north
I'm tired of watching young guns come home building them floors

Rolling cars, but why?
On our streets no asphalt!
I'm stuck here, stressed to open this door
They'd be cash money, bling-bling in front of my

Playa hating? Ya right
I hate these
Act like their lives' like glamor and
their visa
While my struggle like Gaza

I dream too looking nice when I cross the border
They come back on a sunny day and tell my mama, "I ya"
Who said anything about illegal to be dirty
action, next year, a wife and a mansion

Believe in the moment and you will be with me
with me if God's willing
You it