Luyện nghe bài hát Speak To Our Empty Pockets

The from the pulpits of power
leaders of
they preach to our empty
and the same gang with colors
plays up to the
of
you take our pain
will you throw
to us from high

We stay true to trust
on streets
but I won't be
or on repeat

The preachers from the of power
leaders of they preach
to our empty
and the gang
different colors
plays up, up
any we fly
any war we buy it
any war

you take our pain
and you throw bread
to us high above?

you take our pain?
Will you bread
to us high above?

We will stay true to
on these
but I won't be
or stuck on
yet

The workers' in the empire days
The ratchet thrown in the mills
the bootstrap lies in the Patriot
The fires on these hills
this grows

The preachers from the of power
leaders of
they to our empty pockets
and the same gang different colors
plays up to the
of

you take our pain?
Will you bread
to us from high