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 our situation
of static bringing those on a mission
The rendition of the street is territory as power
Defence and attack with firarm showers
The of casket flowers, that at violent hours
self-inflicted, controlled by watchtowers
Meanb streets, pavement,
Triggers force heat thugs aim for
The origin of the war is unknown beef
Your crew run deep six feet below streets
(Crow)
Everything as crystal clear with no dust
The covers the clutch, look it, it's rust
Fear loose screws like us that too much
Confused by the news stay to the streets
Survival sources forces
Sweep to treat you from hurting
Heats keep burning, the started turning
You're learning the pain of lyrical
Doses of vain that hit the brain and
you go against the truce
Thru the use of music
nuses hanigng in to bump the box
Proving these L.A. blocks won't stop
Harm's ticking like a clock arm on the
Cocked back the bullet to split
The stick talking 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 for real
You might against your will
And run around with intent to kill
II to uphold my mission
And that's fight to the finish
Through the whole war I hold the
Madman troop fold
(Duke)
No scar on your
When You fight on a true psycho
Roam 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 in the fields with the blade
Come a stand, my man
Or end up in am of steel
Shots, wounds, straight pain
Aun't no time to
The that caused the chain reaction
Explode, the world 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 wait the killing
On barren fields that yield no real
How !
Street clowns frown in bad
Which probably explains mad and high crime
Influx of murder deluxe to us
so repeated at sight of cars my blocks ducks
Dodge bucks cops rush, you're a target
strategically placed, fate's out to get you

You watch yourself
'Cause in the fields they will get you
(Cynic)
An awful tragedy can rapidly your life unhappily
For living so nastyt seems everything came crashing
Sou your attraction of all the fucken blastin'
No for livin' life so drastic
A chain reaction of all the bad that
We landed in an area where crime on
From 'til dawn
Say a before walking through the killing fields
Where shit is
Where die over crooked drug dels
Can you feel living ill depending on steel
To that dollar bill, robbing people for cheap thrils
Kill at will is taught in his life of dark, raised like
Danger in the streets and ghetto parks
Lives are marked by a art
(Duke)
Soldier, don't ever war
the fucken battle's over, yeah
Come down with intent to
In the madness with sadness, frown
I know, as soon as I
Paths of destruction through
Blow and microphones
All form of communication
they 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 murder against your will
And some run around with intent to
II swear to my mission
And that's fight to the finish
Through the whole war I hold the
Madman troop opposition