Luyện nghe bài hát The Truth Hurts

Put on hat and coat and take
A down the street
I think you're bound to be
By all the bodies you
The bowels of the pot
of shit
While a guy your windows
With a and his spit
The whores on the try to forget
That they the lives of the guys they met
will shoot you up and stuff
You down a drain pipe
Cause they touch your body
a ten foot pole

Stick em up, em up, empty the drawer
Said the banger to the of the liquor store
I was some wine
When I heard the pops and a started screaming
"Someone the cops"
The cops were called, and we were told to
But the death rose because the cops were late
The ran out,and he was gone in a flash
He got with the murder,
And out with the

The hurts, the truth hurts,
And fairy tales are written like a
The hurts, the truth hurts
open your eyes and take a look, son

Let's a little trip to the lower side
There's a junkie in a where the freaks reside
He the shit, and gets the rent paid free
With government and lots ofAZT
He sees his kids about once a
And his wife's on her death bed as we
She prays for little ones
But the boy is infected and the O.K.
in the city while the city sleeps
You lor fun and they play for keeps
There's a thief in the hood waitin to pop
And a kid in a Cadillac to cop
Herb and couple vials of
And he don't sweat it out cause the a joke
In a matter of time it was a real done
back to the burbs because the shit ain't real

But the hurts, the truth hurts,
And tales are written like a book
The hurts, the truth hurts,
open your eyes and take a look, son