Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

Hands on the wheel, grid and steel
Dogs are out in the street
It's a neighborhood war, better that door
and blood and cold concrete

Baby, can't it
Baby, make it

Standing in line at the tabloid
In the of the public night
consumers, consumin' the rumors
With a killer, killer

on plastic, baby
Livin' on now

Amphetamine vapor on and in paper
fluorescent light
In a of Styrofoam
Out of and out of sight

Baby, make it, no
Baby, make it

Where is the heartbeat, not up elite
Beatin' the little guy
The madness mounts, the judge count
inside a technical lie