Luyện nghe bài hát We'll Take This Outside, 1:17

The moon is to the beat,
of our pounding on the street,
as we the scene,
of our mockery,
and how it feel to,
get the shit out of you?
Twenty from now,
my face in that
scar above brow,
When you parents you
up at the grounds,
wounds in gowns, and
is sound, asleep,
but you speak,
of all bruised skin,
or of travesty again,
and how is broken nose?
Your blood clothes?
The shoe prints on neck?
or would you
All my friends
And we can take to streets again,
For you,
And all you friends,
bring the bats,
We'll the violence.