Luyện nghe bài hát Pray (Put 'Em in the Dirt)

Born on the side of the wrong side
I wear my fucking on my outsides
You can see my heartbeat, it beats through
And till the day it stops I'm motherfucking persecute!

Every single one of you, loon
I got the devil and coming too
Coming through to straight bury you
Someone's gotta die and I'm bulletproof
(I'm bulletproof!)

Let me tell you a story, it's a little kid
Who never really understood of anything he did
He had a full of heart and a body full of stars
In a broke house on a broken boulevard
And he was strengthless, but he lived all the hurt
'Cause every he did he knew he got what he deserved
Had to up to the fire even if he had to burn
Then the pain became the only way that he ever learn
So faithless, but he knew that he take this
Everything came apart so one day he could make this
This for the nameless, the same tricks
Hold up to my hand, show you scripture in these pages
(They're bulletproof!)

Hold on, hold tight, it's not your to die yet
So long, goodnight, there's not tomorrow
Hold on, tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, goodnight,

Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Now your turn to die
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!

Feel the then heat the pyre
And of you now is the devil, admire
Everything ends like a in the choir
Telling the truth to you motherfucking
the calm down, I know I gotta hold out
Can't fucking fall down, the mirror says I out
God had a vision and vision is me
And I it in my heart every second that I breathe
So Holy Ghost, hold me
I don't need these things
What are these that I'll need?
I see this image I dream
So I'm in this and the only motherfucking thing I got
'Cause I'm only fucking Three and you're not
I got a gun and the motherfucker's cocked
And point it at my head until a motherfucker drops
So faithless, but he knew that he could this
Everything then came apart so one day he make this
This song for the nameless, the tricks
Hold up to my hand, show you scripture in these pages
(They're bulletproof!)

Hold on, hold tight, it's not turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, there's not always
Hold on, tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, goodnight,

Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Now your turn to die
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!

Most men lead lives in desperation
Eventually, desperation has to end
But
Head back to the
The will come to pass
Now it's time to die

Put you in the dirt, put you in the
Now it's your to die
Put you in the dirt, put you in the dirt, put you in the
Now your turn to die