Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

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

Baby, make it
Baby, can't it

Standing in at the tabloid shrine
In the middle of the public
Addict consumers, consumin' the
a killer, killer appetite

Livin' on plastic,
Livin' on now

Amphetamine on glass and in paper
Underneath light
In a of Styrofoam
Out of and out of sight

Baby, make it, no
Baby, make it

Where is the heartbeat, not up street
down the little guy
The mounts, the judge lost count
Lost inside a lie