Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Torture

You wanna be cool, you wanna be
You be respected, be a man
So you off your face, cut off your hair
Then they you a gun and a badge
Now the law, you do what you want
And 'We the people' do you say
'Cause you are the man with the gun in your
God us if we get in your way
Hey, give me a
What the do you think is going on?
They always I'm stoned, never leave me alone
I it's 'cause my hair is long
Hey, get off my
I'm speaking on of my defence
They're always acting brave those tinted shades
I'm guilty 'till I'm proven
Now the world needs law and order as common dictates
But big shot busting heads is what I really hate
The law is their authority, actions justified
To 'serve and protect', I think what they
do what seems right at the time
They I'm trouble 'cause I look like I do
I see rise
It's getting harder just to walk the street
Without Big Brother eyes
in the paper. now it's on my TV
I've the violence and hate
They call it justice but they've it too far
Stop it before it's too
Torture with the facts
You do you've chosen to do
No one is giving you
Changes are long
I've got no problems the cops 'round the world
Who put lives on the line
Rounding up rapists and diddlers and
Taking a out of crime
But what's this shit with the some pull?
I'm seeing Billy The
It's over race, religion, and creeds
I've seen gunned in cold blood
Wise up if you are a supercop, hero I'm talking
No one has jurisdiction to play God and a life out