Luyện nghe bài hát The Killing Field

THE KILLING
(G.Gonzalez, J.Gonzalez,C.Vargas, R.Alfaro)
(Jacken)
Street theater's a dramatic of non fiction
Showing the of harmony and friction
We our situation
Pro-abolition of static bringing on a mission
The rendition of the street is counts as power
Defence and clash with firarm showers
The irony of casket flowers, that at violent
It's self-inflicted, controlled by
streets, pavement, concrete
Triggers force thugs aim for defeat
The of the war is still unknown beef
Your crew will run six feet below streets
(Crow)
Everything appears as crystal clear no dust
The covers the clutch, look behind it, rust
Fear loose screws like us known too much
by the news stay glued to the streets
Survival sources forces
Sweep thru to you from hurting
Heats keep burning, the started turning
You're learning thru the pain of
Doses of juice that hit the brain and
Make you go the truce
Thru the use of music
Severing hanigng in to bump the box
Proving that these L.A. blocks stop
Harm's like a clock arm on the glock
Cocked back spit the to split
The walking stick talking shit, end up up stiffs
Keep on killing 'cause you can't it

In the killing fields I run with my
You recognize the war's here for real
You might against your will
And some run around intent to kill
II to uphold my mission
And that's fight to the bloody
Through the whole war I the position
Madman troop opposition
(Duke)
No on your soul
When You fight on like a true
Roam inside the
And go like sicko
Go on the front lines
And pick up on the signs of war
One time makes days
Now we run wild in the fields with the
Come a stand, my man
Or end up in am of steel
Shots, puncture wounds, straight
Aun't no to explain
The that caused the chain reaction
Explode, the world red code
gets sparked, you lay cold

And watch this unfold
(Jacken)
Ghetto street pavement static
And harbor the spark of automatic
Setting the tragic traffic
Congested
Planet for respect before you lay
Why wait the killing
On barren fields that no real scrill
How !
Street clowns frown in bad
Which explains mad dogs and high crime
Influx of murder to strike us
Bust so at sight of cars my blocks ducks
Dodge bucks cops rush, you're a target
Scapegoat strategically placed, out to get you

You better watch
'Cause in the killing fields they get you
(Cynic)
An awful tragedy can make your life unhappily
For living so nastyt seems like everything crashing
Sou your main attraction of all the fucken
No satisfaction for livin' so drastic
A chain of all the bad that happens
We landed in an where crime goes on
dusk 'til dawn
Say a before walking through the killing fields
shit is real
Where people die crooked drug dels
Can you feel ill depending on your steel
To make that dollar bill, people for cheap thrils
Kill at is taught in his life of dark, raised like hogs
lies in the streets and ghetto parks
Lives are marked by a art
(Duke)
Soldier, don't ever war
'Til the battle's over, yeah
Come with intent to drown
In the filled with sadness, frown
I know, as soon as I
Paths of through psyclones
telephones and microphones
All form of communication
they run around murder bound

War time are found in downtown

In the killing fields I run with my
You better recognize the war's here for
You might murder against your
And some run around with to kill
II swear to uphold my
And that's to the bloody finish
Through the war I hold the position
Madman troop opposition