Luyện nghe bài hát Thieves! (Screamed the Ghost)

You walk into this room at your own risk, because it leads to the
Not a future that will be but one that be
This is not a new world, it is simply an extension of 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)
the air and most don't know the reason
(Never knew his name, knew his name)
But they know his and feel his pain
(Shit's still the same, shit's the same)
We just off in they deadly game
(It'll never change, never change)
Too much profit in it and it the same
(The still remain, the facts still remain)
You can burn the system and start

(Spoke a ghost)
Late night, same night, "God, let me sleep, please, I'm you"
(Said, "Don't be afraid")
Daylight might break right again once they get at you
(Said, "You'll be alone again")
This is haunted by pain transposed into revenue
("The all stay")
That thing when your mind says "run" but heart isn't letting you
(Said, "We got an now")
You 'em down, still they live inside hearts, hearts carry them
(The is our memory)
Some get to count sheep, some gotta count kids that burying
(I don't wanna nobody)
Fears been law for so long that rage feels therapy
(But I'm make 'em remember me)
Nobody gets no more till we teach them remembering

Thieves!
Thieves!

live at five, we got new news breaking
You heard first if you don't die waiting
Hard to the scene I just seen
I'ma try to convey, but it explaining
Started with folks crying
but broken hearts, sobs, and the shriek of the sirens
Right at the spot the blood's still drying
(My God) I saw it, the dead began
I don't know much about
But I seen an army of armed men stop and get
Mist hung low like a prayer a tyrant
Sky became black the stars aren't aligning
So years of this violence
Now we're surrounded by the of the dead and defiant
Saying, "Look you've done, you designed it"
When the bough breaks, the wraith scream, "Riot!"

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

Thieves!
Thieves!
Thieves!

What have you
What you done?
have you done?
What are you 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 condemn
But in the final analysis, a riot is the language of the
Thieves!