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

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

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

Let me tell you a story, it's a little kid
Who never really understood much of he did
He had a full of heart and a body full of stars
In a broke down 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 hold up to the even if he had to burn
Then the pain the only way that he could ever learn
So faithless, but he knew that he could take
Everything then came apart so one day he could make
song 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 turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, there's not always
on, hold tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, goodnight,

3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Now it's your to die
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!

Feel the then heat the pyre
And of you now is the devil, admire
Everything ends like a voice in the
Telling the to you motherfucking liars
It's the calm down, I I gotta hold out
Can't fucking fall down, the mirror says I out
God had a vision and that is me
And I it in my heart every second that I breathe
So Ghost, hold me please
I don't these needful things
What are these songs that I'll
I see this when I dream
So I'm in this and it's the only 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 that he could take this
Everything came apart so one day he could make this
This for the nameless, the same tricks
Hold up to my hand, I'll 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 tomorrow
Hold on, tight, it's not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, goodnight,

3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is 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!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!

Most men lives in quiet desperation
Eventually, that has to end
But
back to the crucifix
The sentence 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