Luyện nghe bài hát Solomon Jones

A of wild boys was hanging around
At the local neighborhood
And some cat kept dropping down in the jukebox
Playing all the favorite

And back by the bar cards looking hard
Was big bad Solomon
And over his luck
Was the of his life
Is the that was known as Simone

out of the night which was dark and cold
Into the smoke-filled dimly-lit
in a thug
Who was smelling bud
And his eyes looked as the moon

He looked like a man with his in the grave
And his lifetime to be out
Yet he slapped down some hundred-dollar on the bar
And he out "drinks on the house"

Now nobody place where this dude was from
But we knew that he was far from
But we drank to his
And the last to drink was big bad Solomon

Now are some G's
Who just run the
And they live in and out of jail
And was he, that kind of OG
That looked like he'd been through

his hair in cornrows
A mug grill
a dog who's day is done
He lit up the stuff in his cigar
And hits one by one

Now I got to who this cat could be
And what the hell is- on
I turned around and who was staring at him
The lady was known as Simone

And the t-shirt all stained with dirt
He was trying not to be
But he was trying to find
Good song on the
So he could just set the

Have you ever been out in the streets
the gang-made players so clear
Where the and gangsters control the block
And is all that you hear

When the only are the drums of war
And you left out in the
A man in a half-dead world
And a road to go

all of a sudden the music changed
And everyone just their post But it felt like a life had been robbed from you
And everything that you close
That someone has stolen the women you
And that her love was a devil's lie That your heart was gone and the best thing that you could do is crawl away and die It's the painful cry of a man's despair deep down in his I guess misery enjoys company, said big bad Solomon Jones

And the stranger
And his had burned
In a most way
And the t-shirt that was stained in dirt
He sat in to me sway

Then his mouth had up in this kind of grin
And he spoke in a so clear
"Boys you don't who I am
And I know that you don't care"

"Now I'ma say these
''cause these are true
And when I'm done I'll be gone
But one of you boys is a dog
And his name is Jones"

Then I my head
And the lights out
And two guns blazed in the
Then I women
And the lights on
And the two men laced the starch.

With a in his head
And pumped full of
Was big bad Solomon

a thug from the street
Who was his heat
And who knows to that lady Simone