Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Field

THE FIELDS
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro)
(Jacken)
theater's a dramatic depiction of non fiction
Showing the of harmony and friction
We our situation
Pro-abolition of static bringing those on a
The rendition of the street is territory as power
Defence and attack clash firarm showers
The irony of flowers, that at violent hours
It's self-inflicted, by watchtowers
Meanb streets, pavement,
Triggers force heat aim for defeat
The of the war is still unknown beef
crew will run deep six feet below streets
(Crow)
Everything appears as crystal clear with no
The the clutch, look behind it, it's rust
loose screws like us that known too much
Confused by the news glued to the streets
sources emergency forces
Sweep thru to you from hurting
Heats keep burning, the started turning
learning thru the pain of lyrical
Doses of vain that hit the brain and
you go against the truce
Thru the use of abusive
nuses hanigng in to bump the box
Proving these L.A. blocks won't stop
Harm's ticking like a arm on the glock
Cocked back spit the to split
The walking stick shit, end up chalked up stiffs
Keep on killing 'cause you stop it

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

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

You watch yourself
'Cause in the killing they will get you
(Cynic)
An awful tragedy can rapidly make your unhappily
For living so seems like everything came crashing
Sou your main attraction of all the fucken
No satisfaction for life so drastic
A chain reaction of all the bad that
We in an area where crime goes on
dusk 'til dawn
Say a before walking through the killing fields
Where shit is
people die over crooked drug dels
Can you feel ill depending on your steel
To make that bill, robbing people for cheap thrils
Kill at will is in his life of dark, raised like hogs
Danger lies in the and ghetto parks
are marked by a deadly art
(Duke)
Soldier, don't stop war
'Til the fucken battle's over,
Come with intent to drown
In the madness filled with sadness,
I know, as as I roam
Paths of through psyclones
Blow telephones and
All of communication gone
they run around murder bound

War time are found in downtown

In the fields I run with my stee
You better recognize the war's here for
You might murder your will
And some run around intent to kill
II to uphold my mission
And fight to the bloody finish
Through the whole war I hold the
Madman troop fold