Luyện nghe bài hát Gun

The human hearts I have taken into hell
Baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
I didn't hit without no provocation
I mean, I say nothing to the man

I didn't pull out no gun and tell him I was gonna
Do this to him and him and he just shoots at me
Thats was a radical group right there if you ask me
"Front line, American"

March to the fists in the air
Statues torn down burning flags
Atrocity starts now the weapons
A nation in turmoil reflected by

Believe believe in the
believe in the right

A paradox of only the strong will win
Kneel to the man pointing the gun
A victory or nothing at all moves
Discipline, listen to me, or we'll all be killed

ahead, move ahead
American Corrupter of
And and youth

A paradox of discipline only the will win
Kneel to the man who's the gun
A or nothing at all victory the state must fall
Sworn enemy of all the race