Luyện nghe bài hát Bd 3

Adolescent and the ghost of Tupac
Still the has all the best beats
Hip hop and an to keep
Brother hardware under the
On the wall "Bin was here"
around and it disappears
Soft spring rain and wild
Wild in all the kids' eyes
And no one's really if this is home

We close when the nights are slow
Hit the shell garage, Thornton
Take a drive up on the moors
Park up in a place we

Sat in the seats getting stoned
To forget at home
Mess about with phone
Gazing down on the city
no one's really sure if this is home

Check the rear view at the lights
To see who else is about
The mongrel dogs that run the
And the all with secrets to keep

I lie awake and I hear the
The wail and the car alarms
A call to and a call to arms
The subs of the boom-box cars
The first riffs on the guitars
Tinker ponies on the of the park
Drunks roll home and the dogs bark
I know the sounds the beat of my heart

And it's not where you're from or where you've
It's not a of blood or family tree
Everybody believes what they want to
But they come from kind of refugee
Running from something, turned out of
All looking for somewhere, from something
And no one's really sure if is home