Luyện nghe bài hát Growin' Up In The Gutter

Once a time in an apartment home
Lived a little girl with a heart of
Cause part of her heart was gone
Rarely and hardly known
treated a mat on a boxing ring
Blood drops stains on the twin box
came to visit, it's not a dream
She thought to herself, what is
her head there's a crucifix
But loosens up his wrist
Lays her down an open fist
And all that was was hopelessness
Little girl, where's your mother, under the covers, under the covers
Little girl what have you
She stuttered...

Growin' up in the gutter, no more, tales and songs
No place like hell, no like home
Growin' up in the gutter, black and white, in a
we are, guns, no aim
Growin' up in the

And you aint gotta live in the projects, to deal with this
this suburbia, someone will murder ya
Open up and leave body..
Violence is a pill to swallow and digest
But time is full of jobshot in the
he took the bitch to his apartment
Let him down used to what you of that
my lyrics are of growin' up in the gutter
You think you can how hard you got it
by what neighbourhood you in,motherfucker?
up in the gutter!

....no more, fairy tales and
No place like hell, no like home
up in the gutter, black and white, in a frame
we are, guns, no aim
Growin' up in the

Slumerican I and
Was a who was
I'ma go again at 8, somebody's life to given to the
by fate (i am)
a voice for the in the dark, I am
from a torn apart, I am
A that don't run from shit, I am
met a ghost and he (i am)
In the and read (i am)
Dead cause the board said...
I...A....M....

Growin' up in the gutter, no more, tales and songs
No place hell, no place like home
Growin' up in the gutter, and white, in a frame
we are, guns, no aim
up in the gutter.