Luyện nghe bài hát The Hard Road

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

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

I did pop pills or cop deals, just rocked hills
Kids with skills got harassed by the cops till
They'd have me in the back of a paddy, to lock up
Smack me, pat me for a baggy, mums would rock up

And me out, a failure out once again
Next weekend, me out, drunk again
And I never forgive myself
For putting you through all that

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

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

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

school drop out got knocked out, chased by the cops out
Got clout, dumped by my girlfriend and out
Been broke and beaten, even chocked at
A dope MC but never hope in dreaming

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

But that's the breaks, Started working late nights
Never daylight, getting paid like a slave might
And I've done too many years to this for my missus
To have to my son he nearly never existed

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

Dj Debris, and break it down like

And I speak what I feel in the booth, in the spirit of
'Cause all kids that I meet, man, they mirror my youth
And I have gone the wrong way, the easy option
But I chose to go the long way, the streets are

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

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

I'm walking in circles, came here to find 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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