Luyện nghe bài hát Thieves! (Screamed the Ghost)

You walk into room at your own risk, because it leads to the future
Not a that will be but one that might be
is not a new world, it is simply an extension of what began in the old one

(Conversing a ghost, conversing with a ghost)
He just leaving and he Jesus
(He had the hopes, he had the highest hopes)
yellin', screamin' at polices
(Riots tonight, tonight)
Burnin', lootin', shootin', takin',
(Fire and light, and light)
Fill the air and most don't the reason
(Never knew his name, never his name)
But they know his problems and feel his
(Shit's still the same, still the same)
We just prey off in they game
(It'll never change, it'll change)
Too profit in it and it stay the same
(The facts still remain, the still remain)
You can the system and start again

(Spoke a ghost)
Late night, same night, "God, let me sleep, please, I'm you"
(Said, "Don't be afraid")
Daylight might never break right again they get at you
(Said, "You'll never be again")
This is haunted by pain transposed into revenue
("The all stay")
That thing when your says "run" but your heart isn't letting you
(Said, "We got an now")
You strike 'em down, still they inside hearts, hearts carry them
(The is our memory)
Some get to count sheep, some gotta kids that they burying
(I don't scare nobody)
Fears been law for so long that feels like therapy
(But I'm gonna make 'em me)
Nobody gets no more sleep till we teach them

Thieves!
Thieves!

live at five, we got new news breaking
You here first if you don't die waiting
to review the scene I just seen
I'ma try to convey, but it defies
with folks just crying
Nothing but hearts, sobs, and the shriek of the sirens
Right at the spot where the still drying
(My God) I saw it, the dead began
I don't know about science
But I seen an army of men stop and get quiet
Mist hung low a prayer from a tyrant
Sky became like the stars aren't aligning
So years of this violence
Now we're by the souls of the dead and defiant
Saying, "Look what you've done, you it"
When the bough breaks, the wraith scream, "Riot!"

No moms and dads crying
No more in the air
We put in the air
cocktails thrown in the air
Cnn got Don on the air
'bout he smell that ganj in the air
Dummy don't know and don't care
Get that motherfucker outta here
Aye, ghosts are
Ghosts are
gon' be different, mane
Shh, karma's
Ain't no
Death gon' with the guilty, mane
The universe curses the killers,
Can't keep killin' God's children,
A pound of is what you owe
Your is due, give up your ghost

Thieves!
Thieves!
Thieves!

What have you
have you done?
What you done?
are you making us do?
Thieves!
on you
on you
Thieves!
on you
on you
on you
Thieves!

I think America must see riots do not develop out of thin air
Certain conditions continue to exist in our society which be
Condemned as vigorously as we riots
But in the final analysis, a is the language of the unheard
Thieves!