Luyện nghe bài hát Violence

War, pain, violence stop!

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

War, pain, should stop!

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

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