Luyện nghe bài hát Win, Lose or Draw

Win...lose...draw...die

I the book of revalations
And now I we in revalations
And on that I make this statement
For all the young guns to become one to die
Because the world is filled hatred
And aim to blame our sons
And I done seen down the barrel of a strap
But I don't wanna die no mo', I fear the
Help us jesus, help to keep us away from all the
And deliver us from the hate cause the madness
I'm it's installed in me from day one
Believe in something because most of my homies in nothing
And paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be for it
Eventually you'll have your day in
And I been a witness to homocide
Seen a family die
the stones of diamonds in the sky
Through my bloodshot eyes feel the hurt and all the
That I've trapped inside because the hard to ache
a smile on my face
But, that's to keep a man crying
deep down inside, I know I'm dying
I'm born for it, gon' take some time to getting to
And satan I that your listening but I rebuke you
And refuse to let you me and kill my will
Just to survive the of life, win or lose
Do or die, to let you capture me to kill my will
To survive the of life, win or lose, do or die

(johnny p):

(2x)
Whether we win or lose life to do or die
But sometimes we the will to win and wonder why

Open my hands like a
Years and me and my notebook
I take a look
Peep it dread see failing
A felon on the of 1-8-7
But I ain't wanna do it
homocide never solved it,
Just resolved it
We've all been involved in the calling of a one
Oldest ones the young ones the one the dum-dums
And not begun some
And they all probably with none by the gun
That's on the one, two, and the fo's for life
I slap five on the black side
I realize the future lies among my two and daughter
So I pray to God for tomorrow
In lieu of the I move my momma
But the prolonging the pain
Plugging my and veins with strains
I lose in this game

12/11/73, a young huster was born
Torn from my womb in the midst of the storm
Never warned I was going through a of stress
Never that I was born for death, may God bless
My died when I was thirteen, I'm still tripping
Forget living, I'm on a suicidal
Tears dripping from my eyes as I up at the sky
Asked the higher why my old man had to die
It was hard to say goodbye I tried to what I feel
Forget the wife the will (naw, chill; naw, chill)
I'm at your gravesight, latenight to figure out
Would I see smiling face if I commence to dig you out
I'm all about the cheese, I to see you once again
But I can't make the night without commiting a sin
I had to realize there wasn't no friends,
I had to my own back while I was out mashin'
Closed for the hearing impaired
Have you ever seen your closest homey out buried and dead?
I a tear even though I'm not supposed to cry
I can't lie I ain't to die, I ain't ready