Luyện nghe bài hát A General

Tonight I saw true face
Vindictive, a of your reaction
And you for returning my faith in what I believed in
It nearly went in vain you took aim

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The way you up
The way you up
Tunnel

The year is two double 0 two, is brand new
Kid Jimmy, you know, you hear me lyrics over loops
Close friends used to call me sups, mad respect to CI
ripping over PFK, so what you gonna do?

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

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

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

I don't give a shit you can suck my
Say you can smoke me, you could
down south with your mouth
Wrap wrapped my wood

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

Tunnel vision won't your view
So it through, do it for your 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 bigger than sound
That we lit, so I hit it with a lip
That spits real in harmony hits

I can't it when you shit your pants
I saw you dance
Up and down when the went number one
Fuming 'cause paying for my skills

While were having fun, now sober
Not from thinking it's over
Time to face the facts
only just begun

London, Amsterdam, Carrum and Osaka
You have to dig it, fuck you, fuck you

vision won't enhance your view
So think it through, do it for your
Everything you might not be true
So think it through, do it for your, for