Luyện nghe bài hát Graves To Dig

They go one for the Prophet, two for
Three for the from the Imam
for the mother that birthed my frame
Five for the father 'cause he taught me

Been 'round the world, songs are all the
when I'm asleep I still call your name
Back when I was young I to dream of fame
Now they all they fingers sayin' who's to blame

Mothers put their girls into curls
Fathers their sons how to shoot their guns
They say, "Boy don't never cry control emotions
Just take it like a man, your stand"

say, "Sex and violence go hand in hand"
For every man blessed there got to be ten
Expand through the of space and time
Standin' three eyes on the firing line

Word to my man divine, come too far,
"La ilaha Allah"
rakats short on my full day's prayer
Just hoping that the lord got mercy to spare
They go one for the Ummah, two for the

Three for the angels, for the alamin'
Somewhere between totally
And clean, got a Babylon feelin'
Wounds that need healin', need revealin'

Hands need washin' from all the dirty
From the floor to the ceilin', the stage to the door
From the kings and the queens and the slaves and the
For every lost cause the martyrs are found

That funky sound, that make you want to get down
Somebody told me once, makes the world go round
Now kids they carry pistols out on the
That profound, gone too far, praying to the light from a burned out

Put your lights on, put down your
It's time to tally up wins and your losses
go one for Scott La Rock, two for Pac and B.I.G.
And for all the mothers who got graves to dig

For all the mothers who got to dig
For all the mothers who got to dig