🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Machine Gun - Jimi Hendrix

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