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

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

Every single one of you, loon
I got the devil and he's too
through to straight 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 much of anything he did
He had a chest full of and a body full of stars
In a broke down house on a boulevard
And he was strengthless, but he through all the hurt
'Cause time he did he knew he got what he deserved
Had to hold up to the fire even if he had to
Then the pain became the way that he could ever learn
So faithless, but he that he could take this
Everything then came so one day he could 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, not always 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!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Now it's 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!

the fire then heat the pyre
And each of you now is the devil,
ends like a voice in the choir
Telling the truth to you liars
It's the 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 hold it in my every second that I breathe
So Ghost, hold me please
I don't these needful things
What are these songs I'll need?
I see this image I dream
So I'm in this and it's the motherfucking thing I got
'Cause I'm only Three and you're motherfucking not
I got a motherfucking gun and the motherfucker's
And I'll it at my head until a motherfucker drops
So faithless, but he knew he could take this
Everything then came apart so one day he could make
This song for the nameless, the same
Hold up to my hand, I'll show you scripture in these
(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,

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 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!

Most men lives in quiet desperation
Eventually, desperation has to end
But
back to the crucifix
The will come to pass
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