Luyện nghe bài hát Beat To Beat

High crows, hair like bros,
Seeking my scene, was good.
All made up, yeah I've the lines;
steak don't cry, if you seal it right.
And am I crying about?
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.
shining bright, are you afraid of the dark?
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
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 up that 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
Washed me;
I make it out.
beat to beat,
We find our own
It's natural. a prerogative.

Lie me, kiss and breathe,
Born of the time 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 things that I need
Are me down,
Are me down,
But, it on.

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