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

 One,  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  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!
 
 To save 
 How low  you go?
 Talk  lot o' game, but yet you don't know.
 Static on the way make  all say 'whoa'!
 The people up top push  people down low
 Get down!
 And obey every 
 Steady,  in line, if you haven't yet heard.
 Wanna  what I got? Don't be absurd!
 Don't fight the power, nobody gets 
  you haven't heard yet then I'm lettin' you know
 There ain't shit we don't  when the guns unload
 And nobody  a move, 'less my people say so.
  everything under control,
 Now everybody 
 
 Feel  Final blow!
 We the animals  control!
 Hear us now,  and sure!
 Wretches and kings, we come for 
 
 So keep 
 How slow can  go?
 Talk a lot  shit and yet you don't know!
 Fire on the way, make you all  'whoa!'
 The people up top and the people  low get down!
 And I'm runnin'  like that!
 The front of the attack is exactly where I'm 
 Somewhere in between the kick and  high hat,
 The pen and  the pitch and the contact,
  get with the combat!
 I'm lettin' them know there ain't shit you can say to  me back down low,
 So push the  and the whole thing blows,
  everything outta control,
 Now  go!
 
 Feel alone! Final 
  the animals take control!
 
  us now, clear and sure!
  and kings, we come for you!
 
 Still alone! Fire 
  Animals, beat them low!
 Still alone, black  blue,
 No more the sun shall  down for you!
 
 From the front to 
 And  side to side
 If  feel what I feel
 Put  up real high
 
 Front  back
 And the side to 
  you feel what I feel
 Put  up real high
 
  to back
 And  side to side
 If you  what I feel
 Put them up  high
 
 Front to 
  the side to side
 If you  what I feel
 Put them  real high
 
 Front to 
 And  side to side
  you feel what I feel
  them up real high
 
 Front  back
  the side to side
 If you feel what I 
 Put them  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,  the wheels, upon the levers, upon all the apparatus and you've got to make it stop! And you've got to 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!