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

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

single one of you, another loon
I got the and he's 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 down house on a broken boulevard
And he was strengthless, but he lived all the hurt
'Cause every time he did he knew he got what he
Had to hold up to the even if he had to burn
Then the pain became the only way he could ever learn
So faithless, but he knew that he take this
Everything then came apart so one day he could make
This song for the nameless, the tricks
Hold up to my hand, I'll show you in these pages
(They're bulletproof!)

Hold on, hold tight, not your turn to die yet
So long, goodnight, there's not always
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your 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 it's your to die
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!

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

Hold on, hold tight, not your 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 it's your 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 lives in quiet desperation
Eventually, desperation has to end
But
Head to the crucifix
The sentence will come to
Now your time to die

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