Luyện nghe bài hát True to Yourself

Here we go to church on Sunday
on 'em
Whiskey pourin' out of skin, like a poison
Beer-soaked boots from the floor
It's perfume to a sinner, allurin'
Prophet for the slums, prayer for the
Barber straight blade, pocket watch
Rings on every finger, skin
written in his blood, he's akin
To animals and criminals
Hood, project, park, Backwoods
Sprinkles of the cocaine in his
Tank full of propane on the
in the soul, the child is now a man
The enemies of good now a friend
Watchin' God play his violin
Happily, an in the wind
You will fit, you're a misfit
You're a quiet voice no matter how you get
the effort, you remain reckless
You remain helpless in the outfit
As your did before, you're a song
Better sing the praises of the wrongs
Only time will kill your spirit if you let it
And why there's...

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

The rifle's in the corner, on the table
sacks, baby's in the cradle
Chevy's in the drive, and ready for him
a cigarette, ashes on the floor
And takes toke, smoke fills the room
Sun behind the clouds, heavy gloom
Cops on the run, sirens in the
Wild small town, and resistant
In the street, rage and fight
Any given night, it's just reason for a killin'
Brave the cold and lock the door 'cause war
Storm filled with crime, safe in buildings
of brick and mortar, brick of thick morals
Ain't got brick and mortar? Steel will 'em
Steel with the trigger finger, your life
Billy in the basement, wasted, pipe
Bombs take it light, take it real
a quarter pound of dope and make a deal
Take the front, son, run for the
Cowards power make sonic seals
Cast a shadow underprivileged minds
While they're chasin' money, hit some basic
If the gives you pen and paper, draw the line
Because no time

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

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