Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Field

THE KILLING
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro)
(Jacken)
Street theater's a dramatic depiction of non
the co-exsistence of harmony and friction
We document our
Pro-abolition of static bringing on a mission
The rendition of the is territory counts as power
and attack clash with firarm showers
The of casket flowers, that at violent hours
It's self-inflicted, controlled by
Meanb streets, pavement,
Triggers force thugs aim for defeat
The of the war is still unknown beef
Your crew will run six feet below streets
(Crow)
Everything appears as crystal with no dust
The covers the clutch, look behind it, it's
Fear loose like us that known too much
Confused by the news glued to the streets
Survival emergency forces
Sweep thru to you from hurting
Heats keep burning, the worldnever started
You're learning the pain of lyrical
Doses of vain juice that hit the and
Make you go the truce
the use of abusive music
Severing nuses hanigng in to the box
Proving that L.A. blocks won't stop
ticking like a clock arm on the glock
Cocked back spit the bullet to
The walking talking shit, end up chalked up stiffs
Keep on killing 'cause you stop it

In the killing fields I run with my
You recognize the war's here for real
You might murder against your
And run around with intent to kill
II swear to my mission
And fight to the bloody finish
Through the whole war I the position
Madman fold opposition
(Duke)
No scar on soul
When You fight on like a true
Roam inside the
And go crazy sicko
Go stand on the front
And pick up on the signs of war
One time strange days
Now we run wild in the fields the blade
Come a stand, my man
Or end up in am of rain
Shots, puncture wounds, pain
Aun't no to explain
The action that caused the reaction
Explode, the world red code
Truth sparked, you lay cold

And watch this revolution
(Jacken)
Ghetto street shelters static
And harbor the of automatic weapons
Setting the funeral traffic
Congested
Planet caravan for respect you lay
Why wait the killing
On barren fields yield no real scrill
How !
clowns frown in bad times
Which explains mad dogs and high crime
of murder deluxe to strike us
Bust so repeated at sight of my blocks ducks
Dodge bucks cops rush, a double-sided target
Scapegoat strategically placed, out to get you

You watch yourself
'Cause in the killing fields they get you
(Cynic)
An tragedy can rapidly make your life unhappily
For living so nastyt seems everything came crashing
Sou your main attraction of all the blastin'
No satisfaction for life so drastic
A chain of all the bad that happens
We landed in an where crime goes on
From 'til dawn
Say a prayer before walking through the killing
Where shit is
people die over crooked drug dels
Can you feel living ill depending on your
To make that dollar bill, robbing people for cheap
Kill at will is taught in his life of dark, like hogs
Danger in the streets and ghetto parks
are marked by a deadly art
(Duke)
Soldier, ever stop war
'Til the fucken battle's over,
down with intent to drown
In the madness with sadness, frown
I know, as as I roam
Paths of destruction through
Blow telephones and
All of communication gone
Through run around murder bound

War time folk are found in

In the killing I run with my stee
You recognize the war's here for real
You might murder against will
And some run around with to kill
II to uphold my mission
And that's fight to the finish
Through the whole war I the position
Madman troop fold