Luyện nghe bài hát The Devil You Know

Helicopters the house again
We got the projects two or three from here
They the kids over for driving while African
And the with the warrants always run in fear

So, I sit here, for the coast to clear
Wishing once again I had a gun here
Turn on the news and do I hear
kid shot the bank up on Gallatin road

Ran from the cops while he was trying to reload
He beat them up to street on feet
Now, probably reloaded and running down my street
turn the alarm on and lock myself in

Helicopters the house again

Sometimes, you above it
Sometimes, you sneak
Somewhere in believing in Heaven
And the Devil you know

Poor kid probably never had a to give a fuck
Wouldn't know good luck a debutant
He's gotta find a way to be Steve McNair or young
Or it's luck looking for a prison to haunt

And you can fuck any kind of job you want
Unless you really to work in a fast food restaurant
And who to do that? Do you want to do that?
I wouldn't trade for my crooked hat

Or my or my gun or my waist full of pagers
For a job deep frying shit, for teen agers
If that's where it's at and no one's gonna
How you blame a man for helping himself?
There's a war going on that the poor win

over the house again

Sometimes, you above it
Sometimes, you sneak
Somewhere in believing in Heaven
And facing the Devil you

Black and white cops shining in the bushes
Can't see how kid is gonna get very far
he finds a way to make it back over to Barry street
And he can't do unless he steals a car

Man, the way things are, they just don't seem
All the people talking 'bout the hope and the light
There ain't no hope in Sam just guns and drugs
We ain't bridges, we're just training thugs

Then I hear a terrifying kick at my door
And in comes this kid, I say, Hey I've this kid before
I see him all the time at that bar on street
Now, he's bleeding in my kitchen, mud off his feet

And he's looking at me like either help him or die
he sees in my eyes that I'm on his side
I hand him my keys, I say, you better fast
There's a J in the and plenty of gas

He throws me the cash and says I'll be for this
I say, yeah, well, don't be surprised if there's a little bit of it
His gold teeth with a big old grin
He said we'll talk that when I see you again

He shook my hand, I his back
I felt like I was about to have a attack
Until he drove away, I thought Goddamn"

Helicopters over the house

Sometimes, you above it
Sometimes, you below
in between believing in Heaven
And the devil you know

Facing the you know