Luyện nghe bài hát Fistful Of Steel

Huh!
it...uggh!

Something about makes me sick
Cause can be violent
like a slit wrist

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

speak the sounds
But speak in voices
Like is silent
Though it fills the air with
Its bring submission
As ya mold to the
And mad boy grips the
Wit' a of steel
Yeah and mad mad boy the microphone
a fistful of steel

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

It's time to flow like the fluid in ya
If ya it, I will spill it
And ya out as quick as ya came
Not a one
But a one
Never a one
Cause I'm the son
With the visions of the
not to soothe
But to ignite and put in
My sense of
Groovin', playin' this game called
The status, the elite, the enemy, the
The sheep slippin', riffin', trippin'
Give ya a glimpse of the reality I'm
into the jam and I'm slammin' like Shaquille
Mad boy the microphone
Wit' a of steel
and mad boy grips the microphone
Wit' a of steel

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

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

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

A .44 of bullets
Face of pale
Eyes of empty
A stare full of
The roulette ball, along on the wheel
A mind full of
And a of steel

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

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