Luyện nghe bài hát Fistful Of Steel

Huh!
it...uggh!

Something silence makes me sick
Cause silence can be
Sorta like a wrist

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

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

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

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

Wit' a of steel
(Cause I know the of the question)
Wit' a of steel
Wit' a of steel
(And I stop 'cause I know the power of the question)
Ahh

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

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

A .44 full of
Face of pale
full of empty
A stare of nails
The roulette ball, along on the wheel
A full of fire
And a fistful of

And if the vibe was
Then you would push da
But if ya bowin'
let me do the cuttin'

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