Luyện nghe bài hát High Street

[Intro: Blood
Racing Ilford Lane going home
Thinking about I try to fake a fall
You to think that you're all alone
And nothing ever change it all
Think about the words you said

[Verse 1:
Yeah, silence on my
Cassette player chewed up my tape
Blisters the control pad
Cause I was on the Mega Drive time

Skepta]
If you're feeling me put your Pinot Grigio
This ones for my G's in the North side (Racing down Ilford going home)
All my G's on the East
This one for my G's in the West (Thinking about should I try to fake a fall)
My G's on the side

2: Skepta]
The late king Michael Jackson doing the on the telly
And I was "who's bad?"
there smoking, sipping MD 20/20
I was the man
Mum's upset because I haven't given her a
But I got a 20 bag
Mum don't stress, you I told you already
do it for you and dad
So I was out on the
On the 279, trying to show my songs to the
Inspired by the
Fell in love the beats, I never had time for a girl
I never really cared about a cut
I was in the club the 2-step
Wishing it was me on the
Wanted to do it for the love, it some
Perseverance and
Couldn't wait to get the world listening
I remember I first went radio
I couldn't it was in the kitchen
Your mixing and reality in
Smoking to calm my nerves and me down
It feels like I'm in a maze
Somebody give crystal and get me out
In 1 mile I've 2 fights
Blue tape, blue
Single mom with the push chair?
She had a bad mouth but she had good
Stole a in the shop getting looked at
Barbershop, hairline's pushed back
looking at me like they wanna fight me
Just another day on the street
Yeah, and now I'm back on the
My CD skipping when I press play
Four cards full of music
Cause I was on the PlayStation more