Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Torture

You be cool, you wanna be tough
You be respected, be a man
So you shaved off your face, cut off hair
Then gave you a gun and a badge
Now the law, you do what you want
And 'We the do what you say
'Cause you are the man the gun in your hand
God help us if we get in way
Hey, give me a
What the hell do you think is on?
They always I'm stoned, never leave me alone
I think 'cause my hair is long
Hey, get off my
I'm on behalf of my defence
They're always acting behind those tinted shades
I'm 'till I'm proven innocent
Now the world needs law and as common sense dictates
But big rookies busting heads is what I really hate
The law is authority, their actions justified
To and protect', I think what they meant
They'll do what seems right at the
They I'm trouble 'cause I look like I do
I see rise
getting harder just to walk down the street
Without their Big eyes
It's in the paper. now on my TV
I've seen the violence and
call it justice but they've pushed it too far
Stop it it's too late
yourself with the facts
You do you've chosen to do
No one is giving you
are long overdue
I've got no problems the cops 'round the world
Who put their on the line
Rounding up rapists and and sorts
Taking a bite out of
But what's this shit with the some pull?
I'm seeing The Club
It's over race, religion, and creeds
I've seen gunned in cold blood
Wise up if you are a supercop, I'm talking about
No one has jurisdiction to play God and a life out