Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is A Loom

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

You I can recall when pops left home
He used to write us twice a year we didn't a phone
I grew up on my own my mama often
I mean he didn't even show up when she passed

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

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

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

is a loom
The are the days
God decides when to cut
Even though the work done

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

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

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

unos problemas
Nadie me ha
Nunca yo que mis palabras
Le han

Ahora s s la importancia de ser
El mo para m fue un
Pero eso es aparte
Lo ser un abrazo

Una lagrima, coraje y
Un muy oculto
Remordimiento y

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

is a loom
The threads are the
God when to cut them
Even the work ain't done

Shu, I ain't going for the American dream, too fucking far
Can't swim across the too many sharks
Put me down for the instead
I'ma walk the Mediterranean and que pasa in

give me that weird look hombre, I got my passport
Name Chris, born Swiss in 1944
Ain't no telling what I'll do to get up north
I'm of watching them young guns come home building them floors

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

Playa hating? Ya damn
I hate these
Act like their lives' like glamor and
Flash their
While my city struggle Gaza

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

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