Luyện nghe bài hát Territories

Future barren, vision.
Downhill struggle day.
Masses flock, to wealth.
society.
Alternative economy, addiction feeds.
Inner cities hit, multiplying breed.
terror, growing, spreading.
Beckoning to all hide.
factions fight for power.
divide.
I had no time for innocence, the streets took me in.
Age did not protect me the hell I lived with.
There was no choice I had no to walk my path alone.
Drafted to the ranks of crime, as my has shown.
I see no future for myself, I now day by day.
I live my life for the gangs, to die by way.
Six fists fly at me, trail of begins.
Feel the cold encase my as pain sets in.
Ten minutes pass I stand my ground.
to the streets elite I now have found.
Averted eyes, to the rage.
Of those we refuse to see.
denial, cause the backlash.
That we know see.
the world as meant to be.
Rule themselves.
Ever hierarchy.
itself.