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 note I this statement
For all the young guns to become one to die
Because the world is with hatred
And aim to blame our sons
And I done seen down the of a strap before
But I don't die no mo', I fear the reaper
Help us jesus, to keep us away from all the sadness
And deliver us from the hate that the madness
I'm glad it's in me from day one
Believe in something because most of my believe in nothing
And paying for it, God bless your souls, I'll be for it
Eventually you'll your day in court
And I done been a witness to
Seen a family die
the stones of diamonds in the sky
Through my bloodshot eyes feel the and all the hate
That trapped inside because the hurtin' hard to ache
a smile on my face
But, that's to a man from crying
Cause deep down inside, I I'm dying
I'm born for it, gon' take time to getting used to
And satan I know your listening but I rebuke you
And refuse to let you capture me and my will
to survive the game of life, win or lose
Do or die, refuse to let you capture me to kill my
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 we lose the will to win and wonder why

Open my like a book
Years and years me and my
I a close look
Peep it dread see failing
A felon on the of 1-8-7
But I ain't ever do it
'cause never solved it,
momentarily resolved it
We've all been involved in the of a loved one
Oldest ones the ones the smartest one the dum-dums
And not begun with
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 hand side
I realize the future lies among my two and daughter
So I pray to God just for
In lieu of the drama I move my
But the poverty's prolonging the
Plugging my arteries and veins with
When I lose in this

12/11/73, a little huster was born
Torn from my momma's in the midst of the storm
Never I was going through a world of stress
Never that I was born for death, may God bless
My died when I was thirteen, I'm still tripping
living, I'm on a suicidal mission
Tears dripping from my eyes as I 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
Forget the wife forget the (naw, chill; naw, chill)
I'm at gravesight, latenight trying to figure out
Would I see smiling face if I commence to dig you out
I'm all about the cheese, I plan to see you again
But I make through the night without commiting a sin
I had to realize wasn't no friends, backstabbin
I had to watch my own back while I was out
Closed for the hearing impaired
you ever 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 ain't