Luyện nghe bài hát Bullet-Ridden Bodies

In 1989 in New York city
140 youths the age of 18
gunned down
Gunned
ridden bodies
The streets are the new fields
Someone's gonna die, the blood never flowing
The are the new battle fields
Littered with bullet bodies
And mourning their dead.

14 years ol selling five dollar rocks of crack
You ripped off the wrong
Now you've got the of the 9mm
Aimed at the back, back of head.

The first shot fired pierces his
As more shots are pumped into his body
As he into the new fallen snow.

14 years ol selling five dollar rocks of crack
You crossed the wrong
Now got the sights of the 9mm
at the back, back of your head.

The blood, his blood, drips the snow
the slush-filled streets.
A crowd to gather
A young begins to scream

BOGOTA,
50 bodies float a raging river
cut off at the wrist
Headless and from weeks
In the water.

The streets are the new battle
Someone's gonna die, the blood stops flowing
The streets are the new fields
An families mourning dead.