🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Wretches And Kings - Linkin Park

  Two, Three!
 
 ...And the time when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part, you can't even passively take part, then you've got to put your bodies upon the gears, upon the wheels, upon the levers,  all the apparatus and you've got to make it stop!
 
 To save 
 How low can you 
 Talk a  o' game, but yet you don't know.
 Static on the way make  all say 'whoa'!
 The people up top push the people down 
 Get down!
 And obey  word!
 Steady, get in line, if you haven't  heard.
 Wanna take what I got? Don't be 
 Don't fight the power,  gets hurt.
 If you haven't  yet then I'm lettin' you know
 There ain't shit we don't run when the  unload
 And nobody make a move, 'less my people say 
 Got everything under 
  everybody go!
 
 Feel alone!  blow!
  the animals take control!
 Hear us now, clear  sure!
  and kings, we come for you!
 
  keep face
 How  can you go?
 Talk a  o' shit and yet you don't know!
 Fire on the way, make  all say 'whoa!'
 The people up top and the people down low get 
 And I'm runnin' it like 
 The front of the  is exactly where I'm at:
 Somewhere in between  kick and the high hat,
 The pen  contract, the pitch and the contact,
 So get  the combat!
 I'm lettin' them know there ain't shit you can say to  me back down low,
 So push the button and the whole thing 
 Spinnin'  outta control,
  everybody go!
 
 Feel alone! Final 
  the animals take control!
 
 Hear us now, clear  sure!
 Wretches and  we come for you!
 
 Still alone!  blow!
 Filthy Animals, beat them 
 Still  black and blue,
 No  the sun shall beat down for you!
 
  the front to back
 And the  to side
 If you feel what I 
 Put  up real high
 
 Front  back
 And the side to 
 If you feel  I feel
  them up real high
 
 Front  back
 And the side to 
 If you feel what  feel
 Put them up  high
 
  to back
 And the side to 
 If you feel what I 
  them up real high
 
 Front to 
 And the side  side
 If  feel what I feel
 Put  up real high
 
 Front  back
 And the  to side
 If you feel  I feel
  them up real high!
 
 when the operation of the machine becomes so odious, makes you so sick at heart, that you can't take part, you can't even passively take part, then you've got to put your bodies upon the gears, upon the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus and you've got to make it stop! And you've got  win the game to the people runnin! To the people ownin'! And unless you're free, the machine won't be prevented from working at all!