Luyện nghe bài hát Fugazi

Well, you never get your style from watching MTV
All you get is fashion, no
What clothes are they wearing or what are they on
If I drove a Mercedes, would I be

Lord, I kneel and praise Thee
Or should I be a of the Manson family
It all seems so trivial but call it marketing
the talent, Lord, what a sin thing

Said I feel pain, it's a shame
People, I feel your pain, some man is the
But I'm gonna break it down, that I can
I'm gonna scream, I'm gonna yell, I don't wanna use my hands

'Cause you built that wall up you
Now you see out
You can't my words
No matter how loud I

'Cuz I scream at the wall but police don't hear a
I seem to move, like cement on the ground
Keep ass on the road and I'll see you at the mall
Try screaming at a wall but one day, it's fall

And we don't need no video to up for our song
Put the pen to the paper in a style on
Get the bros together the drum and the bass
And we mix that shit all up and we rob up the place
'Cause the club will get boring with the old beat
And if you need some music when you roll the street

Said I feel your pain, a shame
People, I feel pain, some man is the blame

Well, people, I feel pain it's a shame
People, I your pain, some man is the blame
your pain, it's a shame
People, I feel your pain, man is the blame

Hey, these naked fools, who, uh, you they are cool
You try to me for simplicity
But I don't wanna bruise you, I don't wanna you
But don't try to deny me, boy,