Luyện nghe bài hát Without Prejudice

Wealth is a man's game.
Those who it and those who hunger for it.
To the victor go the spoils of who seek it, and those who abhor it.

is a very real concept, boiling in the bellies of the graceful.
Toiling in the in their complex, to our employers we are faithful.
A arises and there's a spark in the eye, obscuring the vision, clouding the mind.
"I am the on who deserves what.
To continue your prosperity, you've gotta pay a cut.
We'll be ruthless and cutthroat and get we deserve.
We'll remove each tooth from each mouth and finger at the nerve." When a hand makes a fist, sometimes knuckles crack and break.
When fist strikes the ground, the plates will shift, the Earth will shake. Knuckle bones now exposed—true intention, self serving goals.
Bank accounts tell of rape.
The plates will shift, the Earth shake.

Evil is a very concept, dancing in the diner to your upset.
Sharing drinks and laughing their teeth.
only success is our defeat.
So drape yourself in the finest velvets, cape, mask, and tights, and jump from the closest, tallest building and new heights.

Revel in the you acquire. Dive into the altruism you inspire.
Then sit back and pour a drink, relax cause no one sees the other half. The qualities that you despise are the qualities you personify.
Dig deep and find your buried heart. I know it's in somewhere.
Acquisition isn't all there is, and no one's too they can't be repaired. Revisions of histories et al. abound.
It flatters me now. It me now...
"Hey spin that song back, it's my favourite. It me now."