Luyện nghe bài hát True to Yourself

Here we go to church on Sunday
on 'em
Whiskey pourin' out of skin, like a poison
boots from the barroom floor
It's perfume to a sinner, it's
for the slums, prayer for the dark
Barber straight razor blade, pocket
Rings on finger, sacrificial skin
Story written in his blood, he's
To animals and alike
Hood, project, park, Backwoods
of the cocaine in his nails
Tank full of propane on the
in the soul, the child is now a man
The enemies of now become a friend
Watchin' God play his life
Happily, an instrumental in the
You never fit, you're a misfit
You're a voice no matter how loud you get
the effort, you remain reckless
You remain in the same outfit
As your father did before, a song
Better the praises of the written wrongs
Only time will kill your spirit if you let it
And why there's...

No at all
No like now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
True to
Or be a fool
To somebody

The in the corner, money on the table
sacks, baby's in the cradle
Chevy's in the drive, cranked and for him
Lights a cigarette, ashes on the
And another toke, smoke fills the room
Sun sets behind the clouds, heavy
Cops on the run, in the distance
small town, violent and resistant
In the street, they and fight
Any given night, it's just another reason for a
Brave the cold and lock the door it's war
Storm filled with crime, only in buildings
Made of brick and mortar, brick of morals
Ain't got brick and mortar? will support 'em
Steel with the finger, take your life
Billy in the basement, wasted, pipe
Bombs take it light, wrong it real
Take a quarter pound of dope and a deal
the front, son, run for the hills
Cowards under power make sonic
Cast a shadow over underprivileged
While they're chasin' money, hit some basic
If the world gives you pen and paper, the line
Because there's no

no time at all
No time now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
True to
Or be a fool
To somebody

No at all
No time now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
True to
Or you'll be a
To somebody