Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Kiss Kill Kill

Summer punks on B
Grubbing and pissing the fuck out of me
gutter smell offends me
Who it cool to live in poverty?

On the beat, cop'ers running the
Taking New York City away me
They want to my life!
Wanna strip me of my

Dirty deeds ain't never been
Paid my dues to this I choose to live
ever been free
Nothings ever given to me

Those nights I've felt insane, I don't need to justify
I no longer feel the pain, can't tell what's wrong from right

A fist full of anger, tired of the same old
no substitutions, no
me - Kill me.