Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, should 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 die then he probably do em again
From passionate catastrophe, to blasphemy
No respect for humanity, they to insanity
Head bang on the glass, it window pain
Jumping out the tryna get my frame through the frame
Close range; he point, I just blank-out
Felt my heart sank when that bang rang out
Now you got yo out, you take life, you give it
You took his life away, but you gave up to system
No listen, no reason for livin
We bought the lie we can't be forgiven for all our
is the religion, service is in a prison
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 with no war. No bother with no violence.
No bother the six-feet-rest-in-peace silence

2:
Grew up Tupac: 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 fighting for the best
No heart, bullets got no
Little boys wanna but dem barely got a brain
Dem got aim, but they shooting for nothin
They rob a sister of her brother for a couple a
They thinkin life is cheap but it's expensive as ever
They'll be to forever for them heartless endeavors
I try to em (simmer down brethren), but they like whateva
Too scared of being broke to think about betta
Plus, we get by all these images of bravado
You ain't really a man if you don't follow these
But the weakest ones follow, the reconsider
You can much if you understand you forgiven