Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, violence stop!

1:
4-fever, 9
Dem a want a cuz the streets is finna heat up
Six million ways to die; 10
And if he don't die then he probably do em
From passionate catastrophe, to blasphemy
No respect for humanity, they resort to
Head bang on the glass, call it window
Jumping out the window tryna get my frame through the
Close range; when he point, I blank-out
Felt my heart sank when bang thang rang out
Now you got yo out, you take life, you give it
You took his life away, but you gave up to system
No wanna listen, no reason for
We the lie we can't be forgiven for all our sinnin
Killin is the religion, is in a prison
Ignorance got a and our name in the mentions

War, pain, violence stop!

Bad man, bad man, gun man, bad man
bullet, pow-pow. Body bag man.
No bother with no war. No with no violence.
No bother the six-feet-rest-in-peace silence

2:
Grew up under bible verse and two glocks
Say we ready to die, see a in the sky
Couldn't be more wrong than right on the left feet
Highway to hell and we for the best seat
No heart, got no name
Little boys wanna but dem barely got a brain
Dem barely got aim, but they for nothin
They rob a of her brother for a couple a hunded
They thinkin that life is cheap but it's as ever
be sentenced to forever for them heartless endeavors
I try to tell em (simmer down brethren), but they like
Too scared of being broke to think about betta
Plus, we get bombarded by all these images of
You ain't really a man if you don't these models
But the weakest ones follow, the reconsider
You can forgive much if you you forgiven