Luyện nghe bài hát These Kids

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

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

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

Oh why, so many die coz in their
The mistake 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 they on this lonely
So we as a nation just class 'em as a waste of
And if they don't help the economy then 'em naked
Put 'em on the streets 'n make sure the police 'em
And feed the public phony information on the evening

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

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

You heard the news about the 14 year old kid
Who went to Woodridge to get a stick but got his neck
you'll expect in, the situation that he was facing
With all of expectations he just 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 trapped in a none of us could comprehend
The was in need of weed, the other had problems with his head
Now they're dead, and the same thing happens time 'n time again
dying all the time 'n leave us asking why my friend
And then is those who run away from home
Live on the streets 'n
Can't deal with tha pain of the world so they get
Sit in a zone, known as the local drones
With low vocal tones, communicate with hopeless groans
And knows they came from broken homes
Plus to us they're 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 isnt worth living unless ya given the chance to fight
Drugs might not be the answer, but who knows from right
ya parents drinks 2 whole bottles
Of wine, 'n puts the in the coke bottle,
A lot of the time, kids know any different
It's like they losing their minds, cant get a hold of visions
they're doing just fine, but they still in the struggle
Yeah the kids of this time, in a whole lotta
If you in trouble, jump over puddle
Some where out there someone loves you
Loves you like you been loved, yeah
Loves you like never been loved

These kids in a struggle and
Don't know where they're heading, no
A full of trouble is all they're getting
And knows
Nobody

These kids in a struggle and
Don't where they're heading, no
A head full of is all they're getting
And knows the suffering they go through
And you wouldn't believe 'em if told you

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