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

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

Every one of you, another loon
I got the and he's coming 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 about a kid
Who never understood much of anything he did
He had a chest of heart and a body full of stars
In a broke down 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 even if he had to burn
Then the pain became the only way that he ever learn
So faithless, but he knew that he take this
Everything then came 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 these
(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,

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!
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 of you now is the devil, admire
Everything like a voice in the choir
Telling the to you motherfucking liars
It's the down, I know I gotta hold out
Can't fucking fall down, the mirror I sold out
God had a vision and vision is me
And I hold it in my heart every that I breathe
So Holy Ghost, me please
I need these needful things
What are these songs I'll need?
I see image when I dream
So I'm in this and the only motherfucking thing I got
'Cause I'm only fucking Three and motherfucking not
I got a motherfucking gun and the motherfucker's
And I'll point it at my until a motherfucker drops
So faithless, but he knew 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 show you scripture in pages
(They're bulletproof!)

Hold on, tight, it's not your 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!
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!
3 is gonna put you in the dirt!
Johnny 3 is put you in the dirt!

Most men lead in quiet desperation
Eventually, desperation has to end
But
back to the crucifix
The sentence will come to
Now it's your 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