🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Machine Gun - Jimi Hendrix

 Machine gun,
 tearin' my body all 
 Machine gun,yeah,
 tearin' my body  apart.
 Evil man make me  you.
 Evil man  you kill me.
 Evil  make me kill you,
  though were only famlies apart.
 Well,I pick up  axe and fight like a farmer,
 You  what I mean?
 Weh,hey,and your bullets  knockin' me down.
 Hey,I pick up my axe an'  like a farmer,now,
 yeah,but you still blast me down to the 
 The  way you shoot my babies,
 you'll be goin' just the same,three  the pain.
 And  your own self to blame,machine gun!
 
 I  afraid of your bullets no more,baby.
 I ain't afraid no 
 After  while,your,your cheap talk won't even cause me pain,
 so let your bullets  like rain.
 'Cause I know all the  your wrong,baby,
 and you'll be goin'  the same.
  gun,tearin' my family apart.
 Hey yeah,alright,tearin'  family apart.