Luyện nghe bài hát Life Is A Loom

Sometimes you just leave it to God
in one way or another we all puppets in this game
It's like life's a and the threads are the days
And God decides when to cut
Even though the job's unfinished all by his mercy

You know I can recall when left home
He used to us twice a year we didn't have a phone
I grew up on my own my mama often
I he didn't even show up when she passed away

She had a heart attack 'cause they said he got married
Cut all ties with us he had a new family and friends
So I was to step up to be a man
Quit school get a job you know be there for my fam'

You see I'm nothing like my pops I see my woman twice a
And one day I'll bring her and my kid up
You see that there, that's our wedding she was 21
Ain't she pretty and my first was a son
And now she's pregnant

you
And if it's a girl I'll her Fatima, give her the world
You see my friend life is a loom so you keep like me
Oh is this you get off?
25 please

Life is a
The are the days
God decides when to cut
Even though the work ain't

Life is a
The threads are the
God decides to cut them
Even though the ain't done

Vamos! vamos pronto
lleno el aeropuerto
Todo esta
un sentimiento incierto

Es el da de su
Ha encarcelado
un temperamento!
Y yo no le he dado

Tuvo unos
Nadie me ha
Nunca supe yo que mis
Le han

s s la importancia de ser padre
El mo para m fue un
Pero eso es aparte
Lo primero ser un

Una lagrima, y alegra
Un muy oculto
Remordimiento y

is a loom
The are the days
God decides when to cut
though the work ain't done

Life is a
The threads are the
God decides when to cut
though the work ain't done

Shu, I going for the American dream, it's too fucking far
Can't across the Atlantic too many sharks
Put me for the Euro instead
I'ma walk the Mediterranean and que pasa in

Don't give me that weird look hombre, I got my
Name Chris, born in 1944 sport
Ain't no telling what I'll do to get up north
I'm tired of watching them young guns come home building them

fast cars, but why?
On our there's no asphalt!
I'm stuck here, trying to open this door
They'd be money, bling-bling in front of my boys

Playa Ya damn right
I hate mo'fuckers
Act like lives' like glamor and shit
Flash their
my city struggle like Gaza

I dream too about looking nice I cross the border
They come back on a sunny day and tell my mama, "I ya"
Who said anything about illegal gots to be
action, next year, a wife and a mansion

Believe in the moment and you will be here me
with me if God's willing
You it