Luyện nghe bài hát In between

The police came and my name and put me in a squad car
I told them kid thats my name and what I got was up
me in and punched me out and said I need a doctor
And stamped a paper to make not in my favor
Im Ritchie rich I should have said my is a lawyer
the t`s and dot the i`s Im sorry to bore you
Didnt I couldnt I I warn you
The game you the jokes on you
Not involved, dragged and outside the club
Wrong place and wrong time a fucked
Bugged eyes picked up like a puppet on a
It happened so but with me it was slow motion
Police were called in and all in all you were the
Reports were false alarm
Call the cops on the cops and get badge numbers
All I did was wave and

I see gross thinks its never what it
Deal with these things out in-between
I see gross things its never what it
Deal with these things stick out

The FBI took me and me some questions
I kept quiet they got caught red-handed
Knocked me down kicked me in and beat me with a phone
Took my picture, searched, put me in due process
Busted I cant breath then I got was ten years
news you wanna read society has been saved
Next week a CNN describes
Thanks to bad they can keep their jobs
The killer was mistaken was the top hype
The problem never happened and the commercial gets the
Keep your eyes on the TV and the business the mark
With top new stories can sell their pop
Ive it all and its not about war
Im Tom the stories for tonight
Ten died, car crash well be back

I see gross its never what it seems
Deal these things stick out in-between
I see gross things its never what it
Deal these things stick out in-between

I see gross its never what it seems
Deal with these things stick out
I see gross things its never it seems
Deal with these stick out in-between

A no fire in the first place.
A mistake no in the first place.
A mistake no fire in the place.
A no fire in the first place.

Im sick of the shootings stop your fingers
Point your finger to the yourself
Im sick of the shootings pulling the trigger
And hiding others to get away with it
Stop testing your your limits to something
Im sick to my stomach. Im sick to my
Im sick of the cease to do nothing
Your part of the evil is feeding this fire
What about the people that are part of this
If I was to point fingers Im of the fuss
Stick out your middle your part of the buzz
it for no reason, whatever or just because
I stay focused the I focus
I see ashtrays behind the
I my eyes sometimes
All I did was the peace

I see thinks its never what it seems
Deal these things stick out in-between
I see gross things its what it seems
with these things stick out in-between

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