Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, should stop!

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

War, pain, violence stop!

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

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