Luyện nghe bài hát Brixton Briefcase

They hear my Brixton from across the pond
London's but the beat goes on
my power, the electrical life
Real rude own the town tonight

We don't no fighting, all these beautiful birds around
The liquor tastes like lightning, as as the sun goes down

it on
Oh, it on
it on
Oh, it on

I got a briefcase, Ministry of Sound
The walls between us, they could them down
a Brixton briefcase that's such a sin
Looks get spat on, get a Chelsea grin

Whoa, do you the chorus
Smile and along
your ass for me, mama
They're playing favorite song

it on
Oh, it on
it on
Oh, it on

off records, nothing soft
Turn it a bit louder, Old Bill, fuck off
All my and all my friends
to ride that train or wait to the ends

Oh, aren't you a little neighbor, pretending to be posh
Burning the music won't save us, only a wine colored wash

Get on
Get it on, get on
Get it on
it on

I got a Brixton
my power
I got a Brixton
Feel my