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

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

single 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 you a story, it's about a little kid
Who really understood much of anything he did
He had a chest full of heart and a full of stars
In a broke down house on a boulevard
And he was strengthless, but he lived through all the
'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 became the only way that he ever learn
So faithless, but he knew that he could this
Everything then came so one day he could make this
This song for the nameless, the tricks
up to my hand, I'll 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,

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

the fire then heat the pyre
And of you now is the devil, admire
Everything ends like a voice in the
the truth to you motherfucking liars
It's the down, I know I gotta hold out
Can't fucking fall down, the says I sold out
God had a vision and that is me
And I hold it in my heart every second I breathe
So Holy Ghost, me please
I don't need these needful
What are songs that I'll need?
I see image when I dream
So I'm in this and the only motherfucking thing I got
'Cause I'm fucking Three 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 that he take this
Everything then came apart so one day he make this
This song for the nameless, the 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, there's not tomorrow
Hold on, hold tight, it's not your 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
Johnny 3 is 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!

men lead lives in quiet desperation
Eventually, that 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 it's turn to die