Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, should stop!

1:
4-fever, 9
Dem a want a heater cuz the is finna heat up
Six million ways to choose 10
And if he don't die he probably do em again
From catastrophe, to genocidal blasphemy
No for humanity, they resort to insanity
Head bang on the glass, call it pain
Jumping out the window tryna get my frame through the
Close range; when he point, I just
Felt my heart sank when that thang rang out
Now you got yo thang out, you take life, you it
You his life away, but you gave yours up to system
No wanna listen, no reason for
We bought the lie we can't be for all our sinnin
Killin is the religion, service is in a
Ignorance got a slave and our name in the

War, pain, should stop!

Bad man, bad man, gun man, bad man
Squeeze bullet, pow-pow. bag man.
No bother with no war. No with no violence.
No with the six-feet-rest-in-peace silence

2:
Grew up under bible verse and two glocks
Say we ready to die, see a in the sky
Couldn't be more wrong than shoes on the left feet
Highway to hell and we for the best seat
No heart, bullets got no
Little boys wanna but dem barely got a brain
Dem barely got aim, but shooting for nothin
They rob a sister of her brother for a couple a
They thinkin that life is but it's expensive as ever
They'll be sentenced to forever for heartless endeavors
I try to tell em (simmer down brethren), but they like
Too scared of being broke to think about being
Plus, we get bombarded by all these images of
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