Luyện nghe bài hát True to Yourself

Here we go to church on Sunday
on 'em
Whiskey out of skin, it's like a poison
Beer-soaked boots the barroom floor
It's to a sinner, it's allurin'
for the slums, prayer for the dark
Barber straight razor blade, pocket
on every finger, sacrificial skin
Story in his blood, he's akin
To animals and criminals
Hood, project, park, Backwoods
of the cocaine in his nails
Tank full of propane on the
Fire's in the soul, the is now a man
The enemies of good now a friend
Watchin' God play his life
Happily, an instrumental in the
You will never fit, you're a
You're a quiet voice no how loud you get
Despite the effort, you reckless
You remain helpless in the outfit
As your did before, you're a song
Better the praises of the written wrongs
Only time kill your spirit if you let it fall
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 you'll be a
To else

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

There's no at all
No time 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 like now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
True to
Or you'll be a
To else