Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, violence stop!

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

War, pain, violence stop!

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

2:
Grew up under Tupac: verse and two glocks
Say we ready to die, see a in the sky
be more wrong than right shoes on the left feet
Highway to and we fighting for the best seat
No heart, got no name
Little wanna bang but dem barely got a brain
Dem got aim, but they shooting for nothin
They rob a sister of her brother for a a hunded
They thinkin life is cheap but it's expensive as ever
They'll be to forever for them heartless endeavors
I try to tell em (simmer down brethren), but they like
Too scared of being to think about being betta
Plus, we get bombarded by all images of bravado
You ain't really a man if you don't follow models
But the weakest ones follow, the reconsider
You can forgive much if you understand you