Luyện nghe bài hát Mental Torture

You wanna be cool, you be tough
You be respected, be a man
So you shaved off face, cut off your hair
they gave you a gun and a badge
Now you're the law, you do what you
And 'We the do what you say
'Cause you are the man the gun in your hand
God us if we get in your way
Hey, give me a
What the hell do you think is on?
They always think I'm stoned, never leave me
I think 'cause my hair is long
Hey, get off my
I'm on behalf of my defence
They're always acting brave behind tinted shades
I'm 'till I'm proven innocent
Now the world law and order as common sense dictates
But big shot rookies busting is what I really hate
The law is authority, their actions justified
To 'serve and protect', I think what they
They'll do what right at the time
They think I'm trouble 'cause I like I do
I see rise
It's getting harder just to walk the street
their Big Brother eyes
It's in the paper. now on my TV
I've the violence and hate
They call it but they've pushed it too far
it before it's too late
Torture yourself with the
You do you've chosen to do
No one is giving you
Changes are overdue
got no problems with the cops 'round the world
Who put their on the line
Rounding up and diddlers and sorts
Taking a out of crime
But what's this shit the heavies 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, hero I'm talking
No one has jurisdiction to play God and snuff a out