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

Well, the cop the showdown
He was sure he was
He had all of the
From the bank heist last
His best was the robber
And his wife was a
All the children were
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 rolled
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' could go wrong.
So he balanced the
As he up the phone
And said, Send me a
Who's far from home
And make that he's hungry
Make sure alone
me a cheeseburger
And a new Stone.
Yeah.

still crime in the city,
the cop on the beat,
I don't know if I can it
I feel like on the street
paint my car like a target
I my orders from fools
some kid blows my head off
Well, I by their rules
why I'm doin' it my way
I the law in my hands

So I am in the alleyway
A wad of cash in my
I get by a ten year old
He says he up to me
still crime in the city
But good to be free.
Yeah.

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

Well, I keep gettin'
My life's been that way
I ever learned to talk
I what to say
I sassed to my mom
I back to my teacher
I got thrown out of Bible
For sassin' back at the
Then I up to be a fireman
Put out every in town
Put out anything
But when I put the down
The judge me to prison
He gave me without parole
Wish I never put the down
Wish I got old.