Luyện nghe bài hát Brumsdale

Peeps are kotchin, inner cheeks with toxins
Unaware the streets are watching
Fleets of hold heat, speak,
Concocting deep plans while the beef is
sleep offering their only respite
Round the clock hustling from to sunlight
the mechanics run right,
Ensure that everybody's in the web who's to be and that it's spun tight
This is gangsville, where heavy hands
Claret everyday and more buried than landfill
Worlds come down brought to a standstill
Kid doing just to prove that they can kill
And teenage pregnancy capital
With flat after flat of tetrahydrocannanibol
It's a jungle sometimes unimaginable
Relentless pursuit to expand collateral

Brumsdale, city from which the hail
The young fail and another stretch is in jail
A million and one drug
Watch em illuminate the sky while blazing a gun trail
town, city in which the slum's found
Use the accent as a stereotype to dumb
The news makes for sad reading
But the positive heart of the manor's still

The former of rover, former home of HP
Former of community, comfort and of safety
Where moves too pacey
And kids a third of your age are rude and fasty, it amazes me
Respect is abandoned, replaced a handgun
you never understand em
The roots of this are fucking deeper the grand canyon
But they look at statistics at
sitting in their flats composing new tunes
With people up and sleeping in the bin chute rooms
littering the landscape they're living in
With no thoughts never considering
The legacy they're leaving, the is terribly uneven
The penniless are seething
Material is breeding,
Society of menaces wannabe are leaving me grieving

Brumsdale, city from which the scum
The young and another stretch is done in jail
A million and one drug
em illuminate the sky while they're blazing a gun trail
Brum town, city in which the found
Use the accent as a to dumb down
The news makes for sad reading
But the positive heart of the still beating

Let's the focus and take it nationwide
Many resided in a and fucking ain't survived
We're just a small link in the network
Wouldn't be necessary for a shrink or an
To tell us why not confined to one place
tell Mrs Jones why she can't see her sons face
And let her tell you that no matter if they serve at life
It'll never lift the pain when they murdered Rhys
So now it's rife in in culture
Recall the of what happened to James Bulger
So I guess if we're in the belly of the beast
You'd have to refer to us at the stomach
Holly & Jessica, & Charlene
Walker, Damilola making my heart bleed
Stephen Lawrence, Newlove and Ben Kinsella
Love is the only preventative

UK, in which the youts prey
On the weak and indefensible and then they
Are but soon the drama
Will back around inevitably realise the karma
Great Britain, place where they hate
left and now the nation is gain driven
But the are all material and personal
kind of thinking will leave us dead, buried and terminal