Luyện nghe bài hát A General

Tonight I saw true face
Vindictive, a language of your
And thank you for returning my in what I believed in
It went in vain while you took aim

So you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You know that still feel afraid
The way you woke up morning today

right, I saw your true face
Or rather a of hatred
Don't you your own wars?
A general saluting yesterday
you think about your prey

So when you wake tomorrow with no one to crucify
You know that you'll still afraid
The way you woke up this morning

you wake tomorrow with no one left to crucify
You know you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this today

I hope for your
You out your problem lies within
Your tortured you put out
So where's violin?

So where's violin?
So where's violin?
So where's violin?
So where's your

So when you wake tomorrow no one left to crucify
You that you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this today

When you wake tomorrow with no one left to
You know you'll still feel afraid
The way you woke up this today

The way you up
The way you up
Tunnel

The is two double 0 two, nothing is brand new
Kid Jimmy, you know, you hear me spitting lyrics over
Close friends used to call me sups, mad respect to CI
Still ripping over PFK, so what you do?

Nothing, out my fucking chest, crims rock the best
out to mesk for putting run ups to the test
Dressed for success but we look some bums
So easy fucking go, not easy come

Tunnel vision enhance your view
So it through, do it for your self
Everything you read not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

We rock London, Amsterdam, Carrum Downs and
You have to dig my style, so step back, fuck you
And you're getting jealous, man, claiming that it's
You can't it

I give a shit you can suck my dick
Say you can smoke me, you could
down south with your mouth
Wrap around my wood

Say you can me, you probably could
Going down south with your mouth
Wrap, wrapped around my wood

Tunnel vision won't enhance your
So think it through, do it for self
you read might not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for

Whoa, slow down, I got the low
On this than Benhur sound
That we just lit, so I hit it a lip
That spits real in with hits

I can't help it when you shit pants
I saw you fucking
Up and when the record went number one
Fuming 'cause they're for my skills

While were having fun, now you're
Not drunk from thinking it's
to face the facts whack
It's only begun

London, Amsterdam, Carrum and Osaka
You don't have to dig it, you, fuck you

Tunnel won't enhance your view
So think it through, do it for self
Everything you read not be true
So it through, do it for your, for yourself