Luyện nghe bài hát N.F.L.

It started back in school
So cool, king of the
You found that making people
Was more than a dream

The took right to you
Like flies to a of shit
So and smart, so talented
But success couldn't fit

Wasting life no future bright
Dancing on grave, living like a slave
Someone said
N.F.L., N.F.L.
N.F.L., N.F.L.

up dead in a plywood bed
Six from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see your own
N.F.L., fuckin' life

The world is your playground
Yet you find your niche
Your only friends, it you through
you dig your daily ditch

The bottom line can't you
you're above the rest
But your little the enemy
And the line is death

your life no future bright
Dancing on grave, living like a slave
Someone should've
N.F.L., N.F.L.
N.F.L., N.F.L.

Wake up dead in a bed
Six feet from the rest of your
And when you couldn't see your own
N.F.L., nice life

You lived a of excess
Godamn shame such a waste
Just one too many
From the batch no one taste

Yet his memory stills stays us
watching him was fun
Too bad weren't different
Who knows what he'd done

Wasting life no future bright
Dancing on your grave, living a slave
Someone said
N.F.L., N.F.L.
N.F.L., N.F.L.

Wake up in a plywood bed
Six from the rest of your life
And when you couldn't see own dependency
N.F.L., nice fuckin'