Luyện nghe bài hát True to Yourself

Here we go to on Sunday mornin'
on 'em
Whiskey pourin' out of skin, like a poison
Beer-soaked boots from the floor
perfume to a sinner, it's allurin'
Prophet for the slums, for the dark
Barber razor blade, pocket watch
Rings on finger, sacrificial skin
Story written in his blood, he's
To animals and criminals
Hood, project, park, Backwoods
Sprinkles of the cocaine in his
full of propane on the shelf
Fire's in the soul, the is now a man
The enemies of good now become a
Watchin' God play his violin
Happily, an in the wind
You will never fit, you're a
a quiet voice no matter how loud you get
Despite the effort, you remain
You remain in the same outfit
As your did before, you're a song
Better sing the praises of the wrongs
Only time kill your spirit if you let it fall
And why there's...

No at all
No time now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
to yourself
Or you'll be a
To else

The rifle's in the corner, money on the
sacks, baby's in the cradle
Chevy's in the drive, and ready for him
a cigarette, ashes on the floor
And takes toke, smoke fills the room
Sun behind the clouds, heavy gloom
on the run, sirens in the distance
Wild town, violent and resistant
In the street, rage and fight
Any given night, it's another reason for a killin'
Brave the cold and lock the door it's war
Storm filled with crime, only safe in
Made of brick and mortar, of thick morals
Ain't got and mortar? Steel will support 'em
Steel with the finger, take your life
Billy in the basement, wasted, makin'
take it light, wrong take it real
Take a quarter of dope and make a deal
the front, son, run for the hills
Cowards under power make sonic
Cast a over underprivileged minds
While chasin' money, hit some basic rhymes
If the gives you pen and paper, draw the line
Because no time

There's no at all
No time now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
True to
Or be a fool
To somebody

No at all
No time now
To get on the
If you get out
You got to be
True to
Or be a fool
To else