Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Field

THE KILLING
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro)
(Jacken)
Street theater's a dramatic of non fiction
Showing the co-exsistence of and friction
We document our
of static bringing those on a mission
The of the street is territory counts as power
and attack clash with firarm showers
The irony of casket flowers, that at hours
It's self-inflicted, controlled by
streets, pavement, concrete
Triggers force heat thugs aim for
The origin of the war is unknown beef
Your crew will run deep six feet below
(Crow)
Everything appears as crystal clear with no
The covers the clutch, look behind it, rust
Fear loose screws like us known too much
Confused by the news glued to the streets
Survival sources emergency
Sweep thru to treat you from
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
Severing nuses hanigng in to the box
Proving that these L.A. won't stop
Harm's ticking like a arm on the glock
Cocked back spit the bullet to
The walking stick talking shit, end up up stiffs
Keep on killing you can't stop it

In the killing fields I run with my
You recognize the war's here for real
You might murder against your
And some run around with to kill
II to uphold my mission
And that's to the bloody finish
the whole war I hold the position
Madman troop opposition
(Duke)
No scar on your
You fight on like a true psycho
Roam inside the
And go like sicko
Go stand on the front
And pick up on the signs of war
One time makes days
Now we run wild in the fields with the
Come a stand, my man
Or end up in am of rain
Shots, puncture wounds, straight
no time to explain
The that caused the chain reaction
Explode, the whole red code
gets sparked, you lay cold

And this revolution unfold
(Jacken)
street pavement shelters static
And harbor the spark of automatic
the tragic funeral traffic
Congested
caravan for respect before you lay
Why wait continue the
On barren that yield no real scrill
How !
Street clowns frown in bad
Which probably explains mad dogs and high
Influx of murder to strike us
Bust so at sight of cars my blocks ducks
Dodge bucks cops rush, you're a double-sided
Scapegoat placed, fate's 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 fucken
No satisfaction for livin' life so
A chain of all the bad that happens
We landed in an area where crime on
dusk 'til dawn
Say a prayer before walking through the fields
shit is real
Where people die over crooked drug
Can you feel living ill on your steel
To make dollar bill, robbing people for cheap thrils
Kill at will is taught in his life of dark, raised hogs
Danger lies in the and ghetto parks
Lives are marked by a art
(Duke)
Soldier, don't ever war
'Til the fucken over, yeah
Come with intent to drown
In the madness with sadness, frown
I know, as as I roam
Paths of through psyclones
Blow and microphones
All of communication gone
Through they run around murder

War time are found in downtown

In the fields I run with my stee
You better recognize the war's for real
You might murder against your
And some run with intent to kill
II to uphold my mission
And that's to the bloody finish
the whole war I hold the position
Madman fold opposition