Luyện nghe bài hát City

Everyone sees, or broken
in their arms, they got cocaine eyes
Self is self surveillance
Wanna get to heaven, you die

Here she comes, here she
She's crawled out of a can
Here she comes, here she
She's waste another man

Ah, city
be the death of me
Ah, city
Gonna be my death, be the death of me

Little Johnny Junk's, a subway
He'll knife you in the for Chinese rock
a falling spike, ride a silver rocket
Score a bag deal from the Vietcong

Here she comes, here she
She's out of a garbage can
Here she comes, she comes
She's waste another man

Ah, city
be the death of me
Ah, sick
Gonna be my death, gonna be the of me

Your on a hook, in your own snuff movie
Tortue loop hallucination, nerves
No inoculation from the program
There's in your mouth, shoot insecticide

Here she comes, here she
She's crawled out of a can
she comes, here she comes
Gonna waste man

Ah, sick
Gonna be the of me
Ah, sick
Gonna be my death, be the death of me

Sick, sick, sick, sick
Sick, sick, sick, city
Sick, sick, sick, sick
Sick, sick, sick, sick
city