Luyện nghe bài hát Fistful Of Steel

Huh!
it...uggh!

Something about makes me sick
silence can be violent
Sorta like a wrist

If the was suicide
Then you push da button
But if ya down
let me do the cuttin'

Some speak the
But speak in silent
Like is silent
Though it the air with noises
Its transmissions bring
As ya to the unreal
And mad boy the microphone
Wit' a of steel
Yeah and mad mad boy the microphone
Wit' a of steel

Wit' a of steel
('Cause I the power of the question)
a fistful of steel
Wit' a fistful of
(And I won't stop cause I the power of the question)

It's time to flow like the fluid in ya
If ya will it, I spill it
And ya out just as as ya came
Not a one
But a one
a normal one
Cause I'm the son
With the of the move
not to soothe
But to and put in flight
My sense of
Groovin', playin' this game survival
The status, the elite, the enemy, the
The sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give ya a of the reality I'm grippin'
Steppin' into the jam and I'm slammin' Shaquille
Mad boy the microphone
Wit' a of steel
Yeah and mad boy the microphone
Wit' a fistful of

Wit' a of steel
(Cause I the power of the question)
Wit' a of steel
Wit' a of steel
(And I won't stop 'cause I know the of the question)
Ahh

And I won't stop 'cause I know the power of the

And if the was suicide
Then you would da button
But if ya down
let me do the cuttin'
Yeah!
on!

A .44 of bullets
full of pale
Eyes full of
A stare full of
The ball, rolls along on the wheel
A full of fire
And a of steel

And if the vibe was
Then you would push da
But if ya down
Then let me do the

Yeah! a fistful of steel!
on!
Uggh!
Wit' a of steel!
Uggh!