Luyện nghe bài hát Territories

barren, blinded vision.
Downhill every day.
Masses flock, to wealth.
society.
Alternative economy, that feeds.
Inner cities hardest hit, 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 me from the hell I lived with.
There was no choice I had no time to 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 my life for the gangs, to die by their way.
Six fists fly at me, of blows begins.
Feel the cold encase my as pain sets in.
Ten minutes pass I stand my ground.
Entrance to the elite I now have found.
eyes, to feel the rage.
Of those that we to see.
Constant denial, the backlash.
That we know see.
Reject the as meant to be.
Rule themselves.
changing hierarchy.
itself.