Luyện nghe bài hát Beat To Beat

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

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

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

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

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