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 you're the law, you do what you
And 'We the people' do you say
you are the man with 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 think I'm stoned, never leave me alone
I think it's my hair is long
Hey, get off my
I'm speaking on of my defence
They're always acting behind those tinted shades
I'm 'till I'm proven innocent
Now the needs law and order as common sense dictates
But big shot rookies busting heads is what I really
The law is their authority, their actions
To 'serve and protect', I think they meant
They'll do seems right at the time
They think I'm trouble 'cause I look I do
I see rise
It's getting harder just to down the street
Without Big Brother eyes
It's in the paper. now on my TV
I've the violence and hate
They call it justice but pushed it too far
it before it's too late
Torture yourself with the
You do what chosen to do
No one is you sympathy
are long overdue
I've got no problems with the 'round the world
Who put their lives on the
Rounding up rapists and diddlers and
Taking a bite out of
But this shit with the heavies some pull?
I'm seeing Billy The
It's over race, religion, colours and
I've seen gunned down in cold
Wise up if you are a supercop, I'm talking about
No one has jurisdiction to God and snuff a life out