Luyện nghe bài hát Graffiti Limbo

Lay down your
Lay down your
The Virgin
She's gonna you up there

a big can of spray paint
With a big blank
And I can tee ya
There ain't no cops at all

Limbo
do you go?
Graffiti
When there ain't no

I only speak for
But the word around
Is that shaking
In the

I speak for myself
But the on the street
Is that the on the wall
And the cop's on the

I wrote this song for a man named Michael
A young black man arrested while graffiti
On a subway wall in New York
And while arrest, surrounded by eleven white transit cops

Michael was strangled to death
And when his went to court
Not one cop was found
Because the coroner lost the

You see, in order to
That Michael was strangled to death
The coroner had to use Stewart's eyeballs
His eyes, as

So now when I you
That it was Michael eyes
That the lost, do you know what I mean
I tell you that justice is blind?

You can have your little Style
You can keep your little
But those writers
Don't stand a ghost of a

It's, "Color them Cons", Koch said
it a crime
It's clear of the engineer
Of the special line