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 ways to die; choose 10
And if he don't die he probably do em again
passionate catastrophe, to genocidal blasphemy
No respect for humanity, they to insanity
Head bang on the glass, call it window
out the window tryna get my frame through the frame
Close range; when he point, I just
Felt my sank when that bang thang rang out
Now you got yo thang out, you life, you give it
You took his life away, but you gave up to system
No listen, no reason for livin
We bought the lie we be forgiven for all our sinnin
Killin is the religion, service is in a
Ignorance got a slave and our name in the

War, pain, violence stop!

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

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