Luyện nghe bài hát Win, Lose or Draw

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

I read the of revalations
And now I realize we in
And on that note I make statement
For all the young guns to one to die young
the world is filled with hatred
And they aim to our sons
And I done seen down the barrel of a strap
But I wanna die no mo', I fear the reaper
us jesus, help to keep us away from all the sadness
And deliver us the hate that 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 souls, I'll be praying for it
you'll have your day in court
And I done a witness to homocide
Seen a whole die
the stones of diamonds in the sky
Through my bloodshot eyes feel the hurt and all the
That I've trapped because the hurtin' hard to ache
There's a smile on my
But, that's to a man from crying
Cause deep down inside, I I'm dying
I'm born for it, take some time to getting used to
And satan I that your listening but I rebuke you
And to let you capture 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 the game of life, win or lose, do or die

(johnny p):

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

Open my like a book
and years me and my notebook
I take a close
Peep it dread see myself
A felon on the of 1-8-7
But I ain't wanna do it
'cause homocide never it,
Just resolved it
We've all been in the calling of a loved one
Oldest ones the young ones the smartest one the
And not begun with
And they all died with none by the gun
That's on the one, two, three and the fo's for
I slap five on the hand side
I realize the future lies among my two sons and
So I to God just for tomorrow
In lieu of the I move my momma
But the poverty's the pain
my arteries and veins with strains
When I in this game

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