Luyện nghe bài hát Devil

Dagger Mouth (yeah) Members (mm-hmm)
Mad Child, we're strippin it
goin back to basics (yeah)
We keepin it classic now, all that bullshit
Real

Child]
Yo I'm my mind, spinnin out of control
People think that I'm an as far as it go
Used to be the fuckin of the show
Twenty gettin crazier the harder we go
With my partner Peter Parker I was jumpin like a
Web spinnin Spider-Man swingin from the
Ain't no feelin, like divin
Jumping barricades, Mad human hurricane
by Viking, go greased lightning
Life's so frightenin, there's no it
And I'm insane, and my name's
And I like and doing cocaine
Shane found new friends that feel anguish
Shane gotta another way to deal with pain
Shane find another way to deal with shame
Shane gotta another way to deal with Shane

Hey yo crowd surfing, diving
Life's perfect, keep
serpents in my service
Keep feeding, I'm worthless
Now I'm nervous, shaking
Sense fakeness, my breaking
Constraining, take it
It's too late, you met

You make friends with the Devil, you fun with the Devil
You make with the Devil, now who you think gon' win?
You love to the Devil, definitely have fun with the Devil
You fights with the Devil
You get with the Devil
Now who you think gon'

Hey yo mic like a megaphone, live from the zone
Overdrive saber-tooth tiger crazy poems
chrome shorts, 57's no quarts
Sky dive into court, then win an award
Man overboard, the water is cold and filled with
castin over my team just like a Senator
Competitors I'm choppingup heads like some lettuces
Iceberg Judge Dredd, death sentences
Partner is a Dennis the Menace
Nemesis running for shelter, Sharon Tate, Helter
Delta Force, air force, four course live shell
Bring your appetite cause we can feed you you're full
Pull people from the floor to the stage us
Once a spectator now a top rated diver
Honored combat, of highly trained cage fighters
Spacefase, Silver Surfer, Peter Parker black yeah

Crowd surfing,
Loud music, driving
circuit, we overworked it
Keep speeding, the is perfect
Now I'm swerving, hands
danger, my heart's racing
Engine breaking, I take it
too late, you met Satan

You make friends with the Devil, you have fun with the
You make vows with the now who you think gon' win?
You make love to the Devil, definitely have fun the Devil
You never win fights with the
You get with the Devil
Now who you think gon'

Child]
I can hear the crowd screamin, green gleamin
Starin at the corner at a winged demon
He look angry, energy is
Smoke comin out of his nose he start
was peace, Bob Marley
He's on his can, hops and barley
make it quite clear they don't like him
Try to install fear, I'm not
That's a bad look, the angle
My ego's outta control, get mangled
That's the that he wants me in
That's the trap and feed from my greed and sin

Nobody's back me into a corner man!
I'll keep my own fuckin' lawyers, I'll my own management
I'll pick my own friends man
You got a problem authority?
tells me what to do man
Watch me my whole fucking life up!!