Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Field

THE KILLING
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro)
(Jacken)
Street a dramatic depiction of non fiction
Showing the co-exsistence of and friction
We document our
of static bringing those on a mission
The rendition of the is territory counts as power
Defence and clash with firarm showers
The irony of flowers, that at violent hours
It's self-inflicted, by watchtowers
streets, pavement, concrete
Triggers force heat thugs aim for
The origin of the war is unknown beef
Your crew will run six feet below streets
(Crow)
Everything appears as clear with no dust
The covers the clutch, look behind it, it's
Fear loose screws like us that too much
Confused by the news stay glued to the
Survival sources forces
Sweep thru to you from hurting
keep burning, the worldnever started turning
You're learning thru the pain of
Doses of juice that hit the brain and
you go against the truce
Thru the use of abusive
nuses hanigng in to bump the box
Proving that these L.A. blocks won't
Harm's ticking like a clock arm on the
Cocked back spit the bullet to
The walking stick shit, end up chalked up stiffs
Keep on 'cause you can't stop it

In the fields I run with my stee
You better recognize the here for real
You might murder your will
And some run with intent to kill
II to uphold my mission
And that's to the bloody finish
Through the whole war I the position
Madman troop opposition
(Duke)
No scar on soul
When You fight on like a psycho
inside the circle
And go crazy like
Go stand on the lines
And pick up on the of war time
One makes strange days
Now we run wild in the with the blade
take a stand, my man
Or end up in am of rain
Shots, wounds, straight pain
no time to explain
The that caused the chain reaction
Explode, the whole red code
gets sparked, you lay cold

And watch this unfold
(Jacken)
street pavement shelters static
And the spark of automatic weapons
the tragic funeral traffic
Congested
caravan for respect before you lay
Why wait the killing
On barren that yield no real scrill
How !
Street clowns in bad times
Which probably explains mad dogs and crime
of murder deluxe to strike us
Bust so at sight of cars my blocks ducks
bucks cops rush, you're a double-sided target
Scapegoat placed, fate's out to get you

You better yourself
'Cause in the killing they will get you
(Cynic)
An awful tragedy can rapidly make your life
For so nastyt seems like everything came crashing
Sou your main attraction of all the fucken
No satisfaction for livin' life so
A chain of all the bad that happens
We landed in an area where goes on
From dusk dawn
Say a prayer before through the killing fields
Where is real
Where people die crooked drug dels
Can you feel ill depending on your steel
To make that dollar bill, robbing people for cheap
Kill at is taught in his life of dark, raised like hogs
lies in the streets and ghetto parks
Lives are by a deadly art
(Duke)
Soldier, don't ever war
'Til the fucken over, yeah
Come down with intent to
In the madness filled with sadness,
I know, as as I roam
of destruction through psyclones
Blow and microphones
All form of communication
Through they run murder bound

War folk are found in downtown

In the killing I run with my stee
You better recognize the war's here for
You might murder against your
And some run around with intent to
II swear to uphold my
And that's fight to the bloody
Through the whole war I the position
troop fold opposition