Luyện nghe bài hát Beat To Beat

High like crows, hair bros,
my scene, everything was good.
All made up, yeah drawn the lines;
Even steak don't cry, if you it right.
And what am I about?
Well, I can see the Don.
Uh-huh.

I'm gonna get my back,
it out, into town.
Ask me I'm on about,
I dunno, it out.
Lights bright, are you afraid of the dark?
Uh-huh.
And down, looking down on you,
down, looking down on me,
I saw my light,
But, it out

And on the street,
The apathy,
Washed me;
I make it out
From to beat,
We our own melody,
It's natural, a prerogative.

a fire, let it burn for you,
Order sides and a for two.
I'm not what you're waiting on,
When you're winding up radio,
When, all my life, all my life,
I can see the Don.

A woman lies. am I?
me God, hearts lie.
Eat 'em up, eye,
so evil,
Looking down, down on you,
Looking down, looking on me,
What's the point in
But, it on.

On the street,
The general
over me;
I make it out.
From to beat,
We find our own
natural. It's a prerogative.

Lie upon me, and breathe,
Born of the time the gaze.
a medal, start a war.
He's looking down, down on you,
Looking down, looking on me,
All of my that I don't want,
All of the things that I don't
Are me down,
Are me down,
But, it on.

On the street,
The apathy
Washed me,
I gotta it out.
From to beat,
We our own melody;
natural. It's a prerogative.