Luyện nghe bài hát Problems

I live in a frequency where action that God is me
In a war my body, in the poetry of poverty
'Cause it's the rich who will make it
'Cause it's the rich who have the guts to take it
feel fine
They feel

Check out by the bar
Let's kick his ass and him beg for more
Let's line him up and make him and shout
And show him he's got nothing to complain

'Cause I believe in the complacent
So jack me up and fuck me up with
Yeah, I feel