Luyện nghe bài hát In The Red

This is the hammer n piston, this is a in this system,
if you this is a metaphor then you ain fuckin listenin,
this is a mantra, a rant, a chant, a voice in dissent,
cause i ain't swallowin or followin these in-cant-
-ations of explitation, that they ad-vo-catin',
based upon false foundations, built sweatshop nation,
I say don't wear it down, tear it, take the wealth, it round,
the workers there'd be, no society to be found,
the rich keep theivin but they'd have us believin' it's fair,
that the lions go to those who, have no need for it'n,
babies r starvin while they're carvin names in their back,
n you why i say, turn n attack, I'm not,
hell I'm a socialist, you know this by the words that I flow,
this ain't no joke & every word I've spoken'll show this
capitalism is a prison of greed, what they want.
I'm interested in what the whole world

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we're the left, the red,
we're the , in ya head,
we're the voice, the poor,
sing, NO MORE,
is the sound,
of it all down,
of it all down........

see say,
Just as u mean 2 go on, well
i don't mean 2 go on But till the won
theses no in the USA, IRAQ or Australia
in cuba or or, venezuela.
R u leftist or rightist, or whitest,
a a fighter, CIA Or al QUEDA.
Capitalist, socialist, feminist, pacifist,
more hardcore than a full o anarchists?,
out in the street, bringing with the Molotovs,
till they the dogs along, 2 knock our blocks off.
Passive or violent insistence,
either way kids, i dont think listenin,
time to up the ante, in the and the shantys,
show the with the few it's with the many,
black brown white, is the key, till
ain no power like the power of the people,

X 4
we're the left, the red,
we're the , in ya head,
we're the voice, the poor,
sing, NO MORE,
is the sound,
of it all down,
of it all comin