Luyện nghe bài hát Crime in The City

Well, the cop the showdown
He was he was right
He had all of the
the bank heist last night
His friend was the robber
And his wife was a
All the were killers
They get no relief
The was surrounded
a voice loud and clear
Said, come on out your hands up
Or we'll you out of here.
There was a face in the
The tv rolled
Then cut to the announcer
And the was told.

The artist looked at the
The producer sat
He said, what we got here
Is a perfect
But we don't a vocal
And we don't a song
If we could get these accomplished
Nothin' could go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he up the phone
And said, me a songwriter
Who's drifted far from
And make sure he's hungry
Make sure he's
Send me a
And a new stone.
Yeah.

still crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't if I can stop it
I feel meat on the street
They paint my car a target
I take my orders from
Meanwhile some kid blows my off
Well, I by their rules
That's why I'm it my way
I the law in my hands

So here I am in the
A wad of cash in my
I get paid by a ten old
He he looks up to me
There's crime in the city
But good to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come from a
has a broken home
Sometimes I to daddy
On the
he says that he loves me
I that he does
But I wish I see him
I wish I knew he was
But the way all my friends are
Except one or two
Wish I could see him this
Wish I could walk in his
But now I'm doin' my own
I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my has been broken
the best home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep younger
My been funny that way
Before I ever learned to
I what to say
I back to my mom
I sassed back to my
I got out of Bible school
For back at the preacher
Then I grew up to be a
Put out fire in town
Put out anything
But when I put the hose
The judge me to prison
He gave me life parole
Wish I put the hose down
I never got old.