Luyện nghe bài hát Rage

Hands on the wheel, lock 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 shrine
In the middle of the public
consumers, consumin' the rumors
With a killer, appetite

Livin' on plastic,
Livin' on now

Amphetamine on glass 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' down the guy
The madness mounts, the judge lost
inside a technical lie