Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, violence stop!

1:
4-fever, 9
Dem a want a heater cuz the streets is finna up
Six million ways to choose 10
And if he don't die then he probably do em
passionate catastrophe, to genocidal blasphemy
No for humanity, they resort to insanity
Head bang on the glass, call it window
Jumping out the window tryna get my frame through the
range; when he point, I just blank-out
Felt my heart sank when bang thang rang out
Now you got yo thang out, you take life, you it
You took his away, but you gave yours up to system
No wanna listen, no reason for
We bought the lie we can't be for all our sinnin
Killin is the religion, is in a prison
Ignorance got a slave and our in the mentions

War, pain, violence stop!

Bad man, bad man, gun man, bad man
bullet, pow-pow. Body bag man.
No with no war. No bother with no violence.
No bother with the silence

2:
Grew up under Tupac: bible and two glocks
Say we to die, see a ghetto in the sky
Couldn't be more wrong than shoes on the left feet
Highway to hell and we fighting for the best
No heart, got no name
Little boys wanna bang but dem got a brain
Dem barely got aim, but they shooting for
They rob a sister of her for a couple a hunded
They thinkin life is cheap but it's expensive as ever
be sentenced to forever for them heartless endeavors
I try to tell em (simmer down brethren), but they like
Too scared of being broke to think being betta
Plus, we get bombarded by all these images of
You ain't really a man if you don't follow these
But the ones follow, the strong reconsider
You can much if you understand you forgiven