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 right through
And till the day it I'm gonna motherfucking persecute!

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

Let me you a story, it's about a little kid
Who never really much of anything he did
He had a chest full of and a body full of stars
In a down house on a broken boulevard
And he was strengthless, but he through all the hurt
'Cause every time he did he knew he got he deserved
Had to hold up to the fire even if he had to
Then the pain became the only way that he could ever
So faithless, but he knew that he 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 you scripture in these pages
(They're bulletproof!)

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

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

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

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

men lead lives in quiet desperation
Eventually, that has to end
But
back to the crucifix
The sentence come to pass
Now your time to die

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