Luyện nghe bài hát Thieves! (Screamed the Ghost) [Explicit]

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

(Conversing with a ghost, conversing a ghost)
He just leaving and he screamin'
(He had the hopes, he had the highest hopes)
People yellin', at polices
(Riots tonight, tonight)
Burnin', lootin', shootin', takin',
(Fire and light, and light)
Fill the air and most don't the reason
(Never his name, never knew his name)
But they his problems and feel his pain
(Shit's still the same, shit's the same)
We prey 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 house is 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 strike 'em down, they live inside hearts, hearts carry them
(The is our memory)
Some get to count sheep, some count kids that they burying
(I don't wanna nobody)
Fears been law for so long that feels like therapy
(But I'm make 'em remember me)
gets no more sleep till we teach them remembering

Thieves!
Thieves!

Coming at five, we got new news breaking
You heard here first if you die waiting
Hard to the scene I just seen
try to convey, but it defies explaining
Started with folks just
Nothing but broken hearts, sobs, and the of the sirens
Right at the spot where the still drying
(My God) I saw it, the dead began
I don't know much about
But I seen an of armed men stop and get quiet
Mist hung low like a prayer a tyrant
Sky became like the stars aren't aligning
So many of this violence
Now surrounded by the souls of the dead and defiant
Saying, "Look what done, you designed it"
the bough breaks, hear the wraith scream, "Riot!"

No more moms and crying
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 that in the air
Dummy don't know and dummy don't
Get that punk motherfucker outta
Aye, are walking
Ghosts are
Everything be different, mane
Shh, coming
Ain't no
gon' deal with the guilty, mane
The universe the killers, mane
keep killin' God's children, mane
A pound of flesh is you owe
Your debt is due, up your ghost

Thieves!
Thieves!
Thieves!

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

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