Luyện nghe bài hát Volatile

Fuck the

never see me coming
Their twisted in shock
Now the come gunning
To put our heads to the
of the laughter
Sick of the
of the feeling
This of shame
Sick of white folks privil eged and
Protesting a culture that the same
Don't the false elites
When nazi march the streets
So call me a hypocrite me a fake
It's nothing to your pride and your hate

Dead and
times are volatile
There's no left for you

Dead and
no room left for you
There's times are

This is fucking volatile

the World

You'll never see me
of the racists
Sick of the
Sick of them telling me it's
Sick of the phonies on my phone
Sick of the NRA to scare me
Stop innocence
claiming self-defense
Good men won't speak because they're of the violence
But bad men keep to fill up the silence

Dead and
There's are volatile
There's no room for you

Dead and
There's no room for you
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