Luyện nghe bài hát Untold/unwritten

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I never had no easy life
what I have become, come from thinking twice,
Put That On (everything), everyone (everyone)
Born to fill the the sun of the seventh son..

I was born a forked tongue, Born to Spit the Wicked Shit
Childhood circumstances made the shit legit
Even as a little kid I knew most would hate me
My uncle tried to kill me, what they say helped to make me
Lost up in my mind, I never with any medications
Slowly over went from crazy into desperation
learned to cope with feelings, Never felt a fucking thing
Never gave a fuck enough, so never no fucking blame
Haters talk about me they something was wrong
choking out my friends and they knew that I was gone,
I was labeled as a bad seed said I needed
In and out of for drug abuses and vulgarities
Sent so many times try to fix a broken child
He's so mean, fucking sick, the little bastard never smiles.
A lot of doctors teachers family members, had own say
I wanna the time to thank them for the man I am today.

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When the devil came to Georgia, his first stop at Covington
Looked me in the and told me son your the seventh one
Put - cha pen to paper, put ya in every fuckin line,
An angel on my shoulder, put my in every fuckin rhyme.
Been a little crazy but I got a way I can deal
Now I got some understandin how the fuck I feel.
Instead of choking bitches out and catchin me a case
I get up in the booth and let the mic take these place.
Many in trials n put me in a situation
Went sittin in the back to preachin to the congregation.
Many tried to douse the throw some salt up in my game
Stab me in my fuckin n I aint gotta say no names.
Came from rehabilitation runnin streets and pocket
Now I hit the road in busses people out my name.
I aint think I make it thought that was the end.
But I'm getting started, let the age of the crow begin.

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I never had no easy life. Everything, Everyone.