Luyện nghe bài hát These Kids

These kids trapped in a and
Don't know where heading, no
A head of trouble is all that they're getting
And nobody the suffering they go through
And you wouldn't 'em if they told you

These trapped in a struggle and
Don't know they're heading, no
A full of trouble is all they're getting
And nobody knows the they go through
And you believe 'em if they told you

So songs, so many times
The world had to so many rhymes
how life is for strugglers
Minority groups, kids with single
Young homies hustlers, stealing for money
It's kinda how the crime rate is so high
In suburbs where family are low, 'n suicides on the rise

Oh why, so many die coz in their
The they made, cant be erased the only way out is to take their life
And if they do it sudden then they'll do it slowly
Polluting themselves with drugs, because on this world lonely
So we as a just class 'em as a waste of space
And if they don't help the economy strip 'em naked
Put 'em on the streets 'n make sure the hate 'em
And feed the public phony on the evening news

Kids may bomb stations, to get at the boys in blue
song goes out to the whole justice system
Instead of listening to the kids the problems
They just tick off more
Until these kids in or dead before they twenty four

These kids trapped in a and
Don't know they're heading, no
A head of trouble is all that they're getting
And nobody knows the suffering they go
And you wouldn't believe 'em if they you

You probably heard the news the 14 year old kid
Who went to Woodridge to get a stick but got his slit
What expect in, the situation that he was facing
With all of these expectations he wanted to get wasted
But the mistake he made was
What about my mate who put a around his neck
But he choked to death instead coz the fall never broke his
See both of them, were in a struggle none of us could comprehend
The younger was in need of weed, the other had with his head
Now they're both dead, and the same thing happens 'n time again
Kids dying all the time 'n leave us asking why my
And then there is those who run from home
Live on the 'n chrome
deal with tha pain of the world so they get stoned
Sit in a zone, become as the local drones
low vocal tones, they communicate with hopeless groans
And nobody they came from broken homes
to us they're just emotionless clones
And the pain plagues their brains they can't maintain lives
Change is all but easy, a of crime is all but nice
Plus life worth living unless ya given the chance to fight
Drugs might not be the answer, but who wrong from right
When ya parents 2 whole bottles
Of wine, 'n puts the in the coke bottle,
A lot of the time, kids dont know any
It's like they their minds, cant get a hold of their visions
Think they're just fine, but they still in the struggle
Yeah the of this time, in a whole lotta trouble
If you in trouble, jump over that
Some where out there someone really you
Loves you like you been loved, yeah
Loves you like you've been loved

kids trapped in a struggle and
Don't know where that heading, no
A head full of is all they're getting
And nobody
knows

These kids trapped in a and
Don't know where heading, no
A full of trouble is all they're getting
And nobody the suffering they go through
And you wouldn't believe 'em if told you

kids trapped in a struggle and
Don't know where heading, no
A head of trouble is all they're getting
And nobody knows the suffering they go
And you wouldn't believe 'em if told you