Luyện nghe bài hát Wild on the Streets

The words of on the tongue of a snake
With a democratic face bought and paid for by the of the state
Without a human well under the heels of a tyranny waits
A long voice
And is the ultimate fate of the whip and the gun
Nowhere to run is nothing fun
Out in the heat, on the streets
on the streets, wild on the streets
People listen to the of a friend
To lie you to breath
Television hey tell it
The pay no heed
We equality but what do we get
Bullets and ballots
Roll in your grave Beethoven and the beat marches on
Nowhere to run is nothing fun
Out in the heat, Wild on the
Wild on the streets, wild on the
On leather and broken chain
In walls of and ties
These are the words of our fate
Standing twelve high
are the free men who inherit the earth
Here are the words that
Buried under six feet of dirt and the death beat on
Nowhere to run is nothing fun
Out in the heat, on the streets
on the streets, wild on the streets