Luyện nghe bài hát Brumsdale

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

Brumsdale, city from the scum hail
The young fail and another stretch is in jail
A million and one sales
Watch em illuminate the sky while they're blazing a gun
Brum town, city in which the slum's
Use the accent as a stereotype to down
The news makes for sad reading
But the positive heart of the manor's beating

The former home of rover, former of HP
Former home of community, comfort and of
Where moves too pacey
And kids a third of your age are rude and fasty, it amazes me
Respect is abandoned, with a handgun
Apparently you never em
The roots of this are deeper than the grand canyon
But they at statistics at random
sitting in their flats composing new tunes
With people shooting up and sleeping in the bin chute
Citizens littering the landscape living in
With no second never considering
The they're leaving, the balance is terribly uneven
The penniless are seething
jealousy is breeding,
Society of wannabe celebrities are leaving me grieving

Brumsdale, city from which the hail
The young fail and stretch is done in jail
A million and one sales
Watch em illuminate the sky while they're a gun trail
Brum town, city in which the found
Use the accent as a stereotype to dumb
The daily news for sad reading
But the heart of the manor's still beating

broaden the focus and take it nationwide
Many in a city and fucking ain't survived
We're just a very small in the network
Wouldn't be necessary for a shrink or an
To us why it's 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 at least life
It'll never lift the pain from they murdered Rhys
So now it's rife in in culture
Recall the shock of what to James Bulger
So I guess if we're living in the of the beast
You'd to refer to us at the stomach ulcer
Holly & Jessica, & Charlene
Anthony Walker, Damilola my heart bleed
Stephen Lawrence, Gary Newlove and Ben
Love is the only measure

UK, country in which the prey
On the weak and and then assume they
Are but soon the drama
Will come back inevitably realise the karma
Great Britain, place where they hate
Humility left and now the nation is driven
But the gains are all material and
This kind of thinking will leave us dead, buried and