Luyện nghe bài hát The Hard Road

Going the hard road, don't know where I've been
going down, going down the hard road
Don't know I've been

Growing up, I needed a like a blind veteran's dog
'Cause I was nowhere like a child's letters to God
Though life's road was hard, I was never so
That I looked for an answer in a box

I never did pop pills or cop deals, just rocked
with skills still got harassed by the cops till
They'd have me in the back of a paddy, to lock up
Smack me, pat me down for a baggy, mums rock up

And bail me out, a failure out once
Next weekend, me out, drunk again
And I never will forgive
For putting you through all hell

I went from high school dropout to factory
Slave to the clock until four, went sleeping on the floor
To back on tour, now no stopping me
I'll finish a bang like Kurt Cobain's biography

Going down the hard road, down the road
know where I've been and don't know where to go its like
Going down the hard road, the hard road
Don't know I've been

I spent my like life was cheap
The only change that I wanted, was enough to buy a
Was on a path nowhere, the harder the
The broken baggage we carry, the larger the load

This school drop out got knocked out, by the cops out
Got clout, dumped by my and locked out
Been and beaten, even chocked at being
A dope MC but lost hope in dreaming

We used to boosted cars till the engine would fail
If I never had bailed, I'd be dead or in
And man I got no one to blame
I thank my family and music for me sane

But that's the breaks, right? Started late nights
seeing daylight, getting paid like a slave might
And I've done too many years to miss this for my
To to tell my son he nearly never existed

down the hard road, down the hard road
Don't know where I've been and don't know to go its like
Going the hard road, down the hard road
Don't know where I've

Dj Debris, c'mon and it down like

And I speak what I in the booth, in the spirit of truth
all these kids that I meet, man, they mirror my youth
And I could have gone the wrong way, the easy
But I to go the long way, the streets are watching

So keep a look out, up, B ballers keep your hook up
Tear a from my book out and pull out
Your finger, put your foot out and keep a
For what we put out, the brand new flavor for cookout

Going down the hard road, down the road
Don't know where been and don't know where to go its like
Going down the hard road, down the road
Don't know where been

I'm walking round in circles, came here to a friend
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my

For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
For my love, for my love, my love, for my love, my
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