Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Field

THE FIELDS
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro)
(Jacken)
Street a dramatic depiction of non fiction
Showing the of harmony and friction
We document our
Pro-abolition of static those on a mission
The rendition of the is territory counts as power
and attack clash with firarm showers
The irony of casket flowers, at violent hours
It's self-inflicted, by watchtowers
streets, pavement, concrete
Triggers force thugs aim for defeat
The origin of the war is still unknown
Your crew will run deep six below streets
(Crow)
Everything appears as crystal with no dust
The covers the clutch, look it, it's rust
Fear loose screws like us known too much
Confused by the stay glued to the streets
Survival sources emergency
Sweep thru to treat you from
keep burning, the worldnever started turning
You're thru the pain of lyrical
Doses of juice that hit the brain and
you go against the truce
Thru the use of music
Severing hanigng in to bump the box
Proving that L.A. blocks won't stop
Harm's ticking like a clock arm on the
Cocked back spit the bullet to
The walking stick talking shit, end up chalked up
Keep on killing you can't stop it

In the killing I run with my stee
You better recognize the war's for real
You might against your will
And some run around with intent to
II swear to my mission
And fight to the bloody finish
Through the whole war I hold the
Madman fold opposition
(Duke)
No on your soul
When You fight on like a psycho
Roam inside the
And go crazy like
Go on the front lines
And up on the signs of war time
One time strange days
Now we run wild in the fields with the
take a stand, my man
Or end up in am of rain
Shots, puncture wounds, straight
Aun't no to explain
The action that caused the reaction
Explode, the whole red code
gets sparked, you lay cold

And this revolution unfold
(Jacken)
Ghetto street pavement shelters
And harbor the spark of automatic
Setting the tragic funeral
Congested
Planet caravan for respect you lay
Why continue the killing
On barren fields yield no real scrill
How !
clowns frown in bad times
Which probably explains mad dogs and crime
Influx of murder to strike us
Bust so at sight of cars my blocks ducks
Dodge cops rush, you're a double-sided target
Scapegoat placed, fate's out to get you

You watch yourself
'Cause in the killing fields will get you
(Cynic)
An tragedy can rapidly make your life unhappily
For living so seems like everything came crashing
Sou your main attraction of all the blastin'
No satisfaction for livin' life so
A reaction of all the bad that happens
We in an area where crime goes on
dusk 'til dawn
Say a prayer before through the killing fields
Where shit is
Where people die crooked drug dels
Can you feel living ill on your steel
To make dollar bill, robbing people for cheap thrils
Kill at will is taught in his of dark, raised like hogs
Danger lies in the streets and ghetto
Lives are by a deadly art
(Duke)
Soldier, ever stop war
'Til the battle's over, yeah
down with intent to drown
In the madness filled sadness, frown
I know, as soon as I
Paths of through psyclones
Blow and microphones
All form of communication
Through they run around murder

War time folk are found in

In the killing fields I run with my
You better recognize the here for real
You might murder against will
And some run with intent to kill
II swear to my mission
And that's fight to the finish
Through the war I hold the position
troop fold opposition