Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, violence stop!

1:
4-fever, 9
Dem a want a heater cuz the is finna heat up
Six million to die; choose 10
And if he don't die he probably do em again
From passionate catastrophe, to genocidal
No respect for humanity, they resort to
bang on the glass, call it window pain
Jumping out the window tryna get my frame through the
Close range; when he point, I blank-out
Felt my heart sank when that bang thang out
Now you got yo out, you take life, you give it
You his life away, but you gave yours up to system
No wanna listen, no for livin
We bought the lie we can't be forgiven for all our
is the religion, service 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 bother no war. No bother with no violence.
No with the six-feet-rest-in-peace silence

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