Luyện nghe bài hát Beat To Beat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On the street,
The apathy
over me,
I gotta it out.
beat to beat,
We find our own
natural. It's a prerogative.