Luyện nghe bài hát Return To Innocence Lost

Muffled sound of on flesh
to chest, no breath, air gasps
You ain't nothing but white trash,
With each hit, kick, each broken rib
Crack, crack, bones are
crying and bleeding and pleading

And then, daddy wants to
Dick hard, swelled with power
And as if all that wasn't
Mommy's seven months heavy with
As daddy grunts and cursed drunk nothings in her ear

First
First son will ever
And never

Mommy almost bled to death when she have him,
She'd already three
Uterus bruised, shredded, and from being daily beat
And nights were the worse
And never came with flowers

he spent hours at some corner spot
With bar pop named Cookie
Putting his thing down mommy's sheets with
Sweet talk shit, Cookie's lipstick
grease, sperm, and jezebel juice

To hell with the good news that he was a father for the time
His thirst for wine and clouded his vision
No warm for mother and son
Just the rank of ass crack, funk, and cum
But mommy's prayerful strength, her defense
She the dirty linens, made a fresh bed

Laid sleeping first son and never made a sound
As she purged her scourge with birth blood and tears
Watching as her fears and and sacrifice
Lie there in his skin and new life
Breathing, dreaming, from God's eye
Mommy's little like her

Mommy called Crazy and scorned, 'cause she too born
One boy soon after the girl later and
they were both sung the same lullabies of hate
Her first son, the first one, whose world was profaned
Came of age playing games with Stevie, Rezzie, and little brother
'Till his heart start to in pain and shame

mom for the wrong she let daddy do to her and him
Let sins of the father cause his innocence to
Found out thieves chose to squander his dreams
Stopped believing in himself, prodigal with his life
Make impossible shit right gang ties, crime, lies
Erase wise, woeful of mother
Replaced them absurdities of others who had also lost their way

Played a different kind of street now
First son plunged deep, speak street family
Espouse no but his own
See, he couldn't protect neck from daddy's grasp
Or protect mommy's ass from daddy's
Couldn't shield her ears from daddy's foul mouthed, liquor breath

His defense, served to be confidence
Brown bottles his swift descent
Phones called on block frequent for his shenanigans
Now, daddy and him twins in
Driven to false hearted heavens and friends by liquefied
Had become what he despised conception 'til end

for a demise, survived nine lives of staying high
Conning, pawning, arrests, theft
Womanizing, only for money, for sex
Bullet in chest, baseball bat to the head left for
So, eyes and glassy, speech, slowed and slurred
Lips twitched caked up codeine candy and mouth corners

One December Mr. Hide and false friend
Took final ride to suburban
Shots were fired by the gray man with hand
But not shaky enough to miss hit, lost boy in
So friend runs for door, leaves first son blood born
Lying alone in on cold floor
Death was the cost of to innocence lost

Baby 'sis awake for dawn on morn'
To mommy's sobs and shakes, silhouettes of regret
All past omitted and absolved by
As they to each other, knowing