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
From the bank heist last
His best was the robber
And his wife was a
All the children killers
couldn't get no relief
The was surrounded
When a voice and clear
Said, Come on out with your up
Or blow you out of here.
was a face in the window
The TV cameras
they 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 have a vocal
And we don't have a
If we get these things accomplished
Nothin' could go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he picked up the
And said, Send me a
Who's far from home
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 know if I can it
I like meat on the street
They my car like a target
I take my from fools
Meanwhile kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their
why I'm doin' it my way
I the law in my hands

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

Now I come a family
That has a home
Sometimes I talk to
On the
When he says that he me
I that he does
But I I could see him
I I knew where he was
But that's the way all my are
maybe one or two
Wish I could see him this
Wish I could in his shoes
But now I'm my own thing
I'm good, then I'm bad
Although my has been broken
It's the best I ever had
Yeah.

Well, I keep younger
My been funny that way
Before I ever learned to
I forgot to say
I sassed 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 every fire in
Put out smokin'
But when I put the down
The judge me to prison
He gave me life parole
Wish I never put the hose
I never got old.