Luyện nghe bài hát The Word Justice

A man up before his God and country
Raises his hand and takes an oath
Swears he has acted in the of duty
And he more than anyone wants to tell the

But there is a to keep somethings a secret
weapons shipments, some private wars
In the future will be defended
Behind closed

Now the men of who convene to determine
If covert war is a or a crime
Are the same men who give their permission
For the shedding of blood in security's

And there is a to keep some things a secret
The names of countries, the terms of some deals
And above all the sound of the of the innocent
our wheels
Does the word justice anything to you?
Are the features of a lie beginning to come

In the streets of America the children are
in an avalanche of weapons and drugs
They live and they die in the bowels of a
disguised as a war between The Crips and The Bloods

And there is a need to keep some things a
The C.I.A. deals the source
And the policies directly connecting the drugs and our wars
Does the word justice mean to you?
As the battlefield comes home and democracy falls

I am waiting for the to come
When the word be real for everyone
And not just a word but a that can be done
must be won

Oh, oh, oh


Oh, oh, oh