Luyện nghe bài hát Win, Lose or Draw

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

I read the of revalations
And now I we in revalations
And on that note I this statement
For all the guns to become one to die young
Because the world is filled with
And they aim to blame our
And I done down the barrel of a strap before
But I don't die no mo', I fear the reaper
Help us jesus, help to us away from all the sadness
And deliver us from the that cause the madness
I'm glad it's installed in me day one
Believe in something because of my homies believe in nothing
And paying for it, God bless souls, I'll be praying for it
Eventually you'll your day in court
And I done been a witness to
Seen a whole die
Before the of diamonds in the sky
Through my bloodshot eyes the hurt and all the hate
I've trapped inside because the hurtin' hard to ache
There's a on my face
But, that's to keep a man crying
Cause deep inside, I know I'm dying
I'm for it, gon' take some time to getting used to
And satan I know that your listening but I you
And refuse to let you capture me and my will
Just to survive the game of life, win or
Do or die, refuse to let you me to kill my will
To survive the of life, win or lose, do or die

(johnny p):

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

Open my hands a book
Years and years me and my
I take a close
Peep it dread see myself
A felon on the verge of
But I ever wanna do it
'cause homocide solved it,
Just momentarily it
We've all been in the calling of a loved one
Oldest ones the young ones the smartest one the
And not with some
And they all probably died with by the gun
That's on the one, two, three and the for life
I slap five on the hand side
I realize the future lies my two sons and daughter
So I to God just for tomorrow
In of the drama I move my momma
But the prolonging the pain
Plugging my arteries and veins strains
When I lose in game

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