Luyện nghe bài hát Harnessed in Slums

Too harnessed in slums, to rock you your throat.
Standing over common ground.
Snuff the leader with the bad plan.
what you want from the palm of his hand.

We're running joke, running jokes, dry.
the color from the meat of my eye.
Lick the loser, don't make him stick.
Lay it on heavy and make the wrong fit.

I waste.
We waste.
want waste.
Slaves waste.

Too harnessed in slums, to you wrap your throat.
over your common ground.
We're joke, running jokes, running dry.
the color from the meat of my eye.

I waste.
want waste.
We waste.
They waste.

Side to side, the tired smile
Cut into face.
They let me down for the time straight.
With thugs and and punks and freaks,
They're harnessed in but they want to be free.

Snuff the leader with the bad plan.
Take you want from the palm of his hand.
Lick the loser, just make him stick.
Lay it on heavy and make the wrong fit. (? )

I waste.
We waste.
They waste.
want waste.

Side to side, with the smile
Cut your face.
You let me down for the time straight.
With and scum and punks and freaks,
They're harnessed in slums, but they to be free.

(repeat)