Luyện nghe bài hát Fates

He has religion no compassion
To make a very passion
got his yacht, he's got his mansions
He's got his servants, he's got

They keep on talking, they're all so
They keep us walking, they scream so
only value their only crown
Hey yeah,

got his factories, he's got his slaves
He's got his prophets, he owns our
He has his prisons, he has his
He's has his judges, have our fate

They divide nations, they the heart
Self manipulation from the start
They permission, others do their part
Oh hey,

got his cars, he's got his books
He it's urgent, the poor are hook
He's got his weakness, we got his
And we will be there next he plunders

I'm gonna you one by one
here is on the run
I'm gonna tell you, you got to
No, hey yeah, all slavery, slavery
all slavery

Hey, hey, yeah,
Hey, hey, yeah,
Hey, hey,