Luyện nghe bài hát Money

I am sick and tired and my money's spent
And though their jobs are killing me, their money pays my
The fuel of world hate, it's just a seed
But it grows and flowers, it becomes the world's greed!

Money for the rich, for the fed
God the money and God supplies the dead
And when you're dead and ready, exploited be thy
after you have money things are never quite the same

I care for money, and money's not for me
The money fueled this and our racist history
Although I'm forced to use it, the rules all been set
But life is not worth when you're soul is in debt

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