Luyện nghe bài hát District

Purge the
it hard
Time to up our own backyard.
standing in the way
Are on the list of getting paid.
Not just the thug
those up above
Making laws and how the districts run into the ground.
Now the is up to us
Between the and corrupt.
Whose fewer bloody deals
the lesser of two evils.
Soul turns to evil
love or discipline.
Poison for the
Is in the silver spoon.
The rain is coming
But the drugs are signs.
Pads the pockets of the
And we pay the rent.
a real rain is gonna come
Someday a rain is gonna come
Someday a rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is gonna
And up the mess.
up
Feeling the common
Locked up in our and in our heads
Intimidation keeps us prisoners at
A that's never felt anything stand up against it.
The sky open up this time.
We overlook a thing.
Criminal, Criminal, Criminal.
We wont a thing.
Criminal, Criminal, Criminal.
And we'll wake up our spirit
Purified, Purified,
Purified, Purified, Purified.
a real rain is gonna come
Someday a real rain is come
Someday a real rain is come
a real rain is gonna come
And up the mess.
of the common dread
In our and in our heads.
Free of the ways
Woken our spirit cleansed