Luyện nghe bài hát The Underground Machine

Oh you think you got God on side
Time ticks while the swings
Fight the of negativity

Pursuing selfish needs
Separating us poverty
dispersions on their enemies

Tried to the DEA
Oh they call me back
to call the FBI
The Case is dead on the

PTSD M16s
Molly's dancing to DJ and queens
Cameras everything

Executives mingle excess
People staring at their
Wanna shut everything

the IFI
Oh, they never call me
the CIA
Oh, they never call me

Looks we are dead on the tracks
Seems to me we must love back

the NSA
Oh, they're always me
out to you
We gotta bring love