Luyện nghe bài hát Crime In The City (sixty To Zero Part 1)

Well, the cop made the
He was he was right
He had all of the
the bank heist last night
His best friend was the
And his wife was a
All the children killers
They get no relief
The was surrounded
When a voice loud and
Said, Come on out with hands up
Or blow you out of here.
There was a in the window
The TV cameras
Then cut to the announcer
And the was told.

The artist looked at the
The sat back
He said, we have got here
Is a track
But we don't have a
And we don't a song
If we could get these accomplished
Nothin' else go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he picked up the
And said, Send me a
drifted far from home
And make sure that he's
Make sure he's
me a cheeseburger
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

still crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I know if I can stop it
I feel like meat on the
paint my car like a target
I take my orders fools
Meanwhile some kid my head off
Well, I play by their
That's why I'm it my way
I took the law in my

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 still in the city
But good to be free.
Yeah.

Now I come from a
That has a broken
Sometimes I talk to
On the
he says that he loves me
I know he does
But I wish I see him
I I knew where he was
But the way all my friends are
maybe one or two
Wish I could see him weekend
Wish I could in his shoes
But now I'm doin' my own
Sometimes I'm good, I'm bad
my home has been broken
It's the home I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I gettin' younger
My life's been that way
Before I ever to talk
I forgot to say
I back to my mom
I sassed back to my
I got thrown out of Bible
For sassin' at the preacher
I grew up to be a fireman
Put out fire in town
Put out anything
But I put the hose down
The judge sent me to
He gave me life without
Wish I never put the hose
Wish I got old.