🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: Machine Gun - Jimi Hendrix

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